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Alone but hardly LONESOME n' BLUE...

... I am my own best company as I age.

When THAT fails, there's always Josephine "Joey" Ramona Tobermory, the intrepid woodshed rescue kitty-cat...🦃😸🖤🦃😸🖤🦃😸🖤🦃
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Al Wilson - Falling (In Love With You) [US, Psychedelic Soul] (1971)
https://redd.it/6i72m4
https://youtu.be/P-iYwtlNKVI
Al Wilson - Falling (In Love With You) [US, Psychedelic Soul] (1971)
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January 2, 2026 at 4:09 AM
Coverin every month
my slumlord's onerous room n' board
has RENT me utterly asunder...🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃😬🦃
January 2, 2026 at 4:11 AM
I hadda sell my Lear Jet after Aught-Eight
& the big financial collapse, when heads rolled like polo balls.

Erstwhile a finance bro, a veritable Master of the Universe;
presently resemblin half-a-hobo
as I slunk around town inna rode hard
& put away wet 1979 Le Car
January 2, 2026 at 3:59 AM
Soon as the monies
come slunkin down n' out of their feeelthy lucre chute,
it is pitchobsidian, irreversibly tainted,
worse than blood money,
which it almost exactly IS.

These shady billionaire Cryptofascists,
they do not even try to hide
their Fascistic predilections anymore
January 2, 2026 at 3:07 AM
Got these self-styled, straighttalkin,
hard-truthtelling, no bullshit sumbitches...

Well, 9 times outta 10 these muhfuckers
is 49 times as full of SHIT as yer average nobody,
some rando passerby, ya dig?

Their "straight talk" is all short, hard, verbal jabs
January 1, 2026 at 10:15 PM
We let their blood into a commingled ocean;
down to the town square, it was like three inches deep
& strewn with fresh carcasses & carcass parts
... & thou shalt KNOW us
by the pathways of Mayhem we carve.

We was attended by a volt of turkey vultures,
circling overhead impatiently, bearing
December 29, 2025 at 12:14 PM
Maybe Charles Bukowski could NOT
have written "The Wasteland",
but I'd like to see T.S. Eliot successfully compose
a poem entitled "Beer Shit".
Who's to SAY which effort is more praiseworthy...?!? 🦃🍺💩🦃
December 29, 2025 at 11:32 AM
The Health & Wellness zealots is hereby cordially invited
to queue up behind me & wait their turn
to squat on down & kiss on my butthole.

I mean, y'all JOG as if'n you expect
you'll be able to outrun The Reaper,
but He come when he wanna, see?

Might could harvest yr Soul mid-jog,
December 29, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Who Be The Welfare King?

I live in a low rent, last chance flophouse,
one stop short of the street,
where those of us who ain't on welfare
is off onna disability, ya dig it?

Now, the welfare rates is so lackin,
once these fellers cover the rent, they's BUSTED FLAT.
December 29, 2025 at 8:37 AM
I suppose I was a naive fool to believe
that I could just coast thru Life
without having to get an extremity amputated... no dice.

Alack, I have had my poor li'l foot sawed off
-- turned all putrescent, & black with the necrosis, it did... long story.

But, it hadda go ere the condition
December 29, 2025 at 6:05 AM
December 29, 2025 at 1:39 AM
December 29, 2025 at 1:07 AM
A War against THIS, a War against THAT
-- everywhere we be wagin War on EVERYTHING, & yet
fer SOME reason The World is nevertheless
becoming an uglier & more hostile place. Go figure...

I think we need a brand new narrative framework;
we gots to jettison all the war analogies
December 28, 2025 at 2:53 PM
Oh Lodestar, where hath thou hidden yerself?

This lowslung cloud cover is as a lead blanket
thrown down upon my very Soul;
I am inching thru the pitchobsidian Darkness
with no way of knowin if'n I am misdirected
-- I COULD be marching myself Southward,
back into the maw of Madness.
December 28, 2025 at 7:49 AM
I suppose there must be
a deeply seated Hostility & Rage
waaay down inside of my Psyche.

I learned how to trap it, & I keep it inna cage,
imprisoned & incapable of steering my behaviors.

& the onliest way that this Beastly iteration of me
surfaces is if'n I let down my guard
December 28, 2025 at 7:22 AM
@cyrylsz-dev.bsky.social 🦃🦃 much obliged fer the like, friend!!! 🦃🦃
December 28, 2025 at 5:25 AM
I wonder if'n all the semen
I've spilt in vain after 40+ years
of onanistic pursuits would be enough
to fill up an Olympic-sized swimming pool...
BTW, I'd pay good money
to see some pampered, hotshot Olympian
struggling to swim thru a pool fulla my jissom...🦃💦👍🦃
December 28, 2025 at 5:21 AM
I ain't ascared for to DIE; it's a safe wager
I am not afraid of YOU, neither.

Allow me to explain: in 2019, bloodclots in my ankle
cut off the bloodflow to my foot, which turned
black & necrotic, necessitating a swift amputation.

Now, havin a rotting foot, with pieces of my toes falling off?
December 28, 2025 at 4:59 AM
I was born ill-equipped
to thrive & prosper inna ruthless cannibal economy
-- I lack both the AMBITION
& the COMPETITIVE DRIVE to best another Human Being,
to triumph over a nemesis.

I don't believe I even HAVE any nemeses,
as I am not vying for some socioculturally coveted prize.
December 28, 2025 at 2:51 AM
From this point, every road leads Southward
& the shoulders of the highways is littered
with the Sunbleached bones of those travelers
who dropped down from off their feet to die where they fell.
These is Las Milas Mórbidas, The Morbid Miles;
it ain't yr Imagination
--this territory tryna KILL YOU.
December 26, 2025 at 3:37 PM
We Agnostics, we really don't got a dog inna the fight
between Faith & Atheism; this frees us up for to kick it
onna sidelines, laffin our fool asses off at alla them
who is so smugly self-assured
in their own ultimately UNPROVABLE positions;
we know so very little of what makes these Cosmos hum,
December 26, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Christmas™, the longest fucking day of the year;
I mean, blow the fuck OVER, already,
you been inescapable fer near a month now
insistin upon yerself,
shovin Holly Jolliness™ down our goddamn throats.

& now this day seems as if it'll NEVER see its end.

Recollect this: Christmas is suicide season;
December 26, 2025 at 2:57 AM
I believe I require rewiring;
alla the ¡¡¡CUIDADOS!!! lights in my Psyche
is flashing scarlet at the same Time!!!

Somethin HAPPENED sometime ago;
I dunno quite what this somethin was, see,
but it wrought havoc on my young, ultramega-neuroplastic brain.

& the automatic neural response
December 24, 2025 at 3:35 PM
When it comes to 1980s hair metal vocalists, who sucked harder in their groupies n' cocaine days-- Vince Neil of Mötley Crüe or Bret Michaels of Poison?

My vote's fer the Poison poodlehead, me! Such a thin, weakass vox. He could not SHOUT at the DEVIL.

Ah well-- resolved that BOTH singers sound
December 24, 2025 at 12:31 PM
Square THIS contradiction (on account of, I've proven unable):

I am a nearly Lifelong Agnostic see, a naturalborn Skeptic

... Who nevertheless be's
utterly TERRIFIED of Eternal Perdition.

Also, I am a certified anti-numerologist;
my UNLUCKY numbers is ALLA THEM, you dig it?!?
December 24, 2025 at 12:03 PM