Words de Osi

Meiotic Division. STAT.

September 14th, 2014 | Narrative

Last night I attempted to relax and watch some Dr. Who.  I sort of did that, but got distracted by thoughts if improving the writing application I'm building on my website aka Osi Docs.  That lead… (Read More)

Never Forget

September 12th, 2014 | Poem

Never forget
should be
Never acknowledge
Never look past nose
Never lose the fear
that overshadows our crimes

never forget
something tragic happened
over 10 years ago
in some part of the… (Read More)


September 1st, 2014 | Poem

standing in the backyard
there is a kid
kicking a soccer ball
I tap him on the shoulder
he looks up
I punch him in the face
His parents charge out of the house
I punch them in the face too
(Read More)

Thank you Outkast

August 23rd, 2014 | Narrative

What a joy it was to see Outkast again. Not many people know this but Andre 3000 is the reason I started writing. He is the reason my art is what it is. I don’t think his influence is evident in my… (Read More)

Porcelain Quotations

August 22nd, 2014 | Poem

If you stink up my house
I'm going to piss on your grave
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Hi mom.  
Huh, Why is my voice echoey?
Um... (Read More)

Mango Madness

August 21st, 2014 | Poem

I don't believe
I've ever tasted it
but I still catch myself reaching
every time I see it
hand hung in mid air
I remember her smile
I remember her laugh
I remember
it's over
with ink well eyes
I fold my hand
(Read More)

Dear Good Cop

August 18th, 2014 | Poem

Dear Good Cop,
I can only imagine
how hard it must be to have your blues
to have your blue dragged through the mud
to have a color that should be a source of pride feel like a target
I can only imagine
(Read More)

Swamp Magic

August 15th, 2014 | Narrative

Yesterday I wished my swamp cooler would magically start working. This was quite irrational given that I completely dismantled it weeks ago and haven't finished fixing it yet. I wished anyway. I… (Read More)

Sideline Smiling

August 11th, 2014 | Poem

I knew where every liquor store was
I knew whose knapsacks held bottles, pills, and baggies
I knew whose eyes flashed welcome signs

I will always know these things

But as the final moments wound down
I… (Read More)

Going to California

August 4th, 2014 | Narrative

It was over a decade ago.  The morning after a rave called Alien Masquerade.  We were walking the Denver streets.  Drugs in me.  Me in white gloves, eyeshadow, lipgloss, and Adidas.  My… (Read More)

Mourning Makeup

July 20th, 2014 | Poem

It seems all that's changed for her
Is the amount of makeup she puts on
while getting ready for work.
Her eyes are so dark now
I used to like makeup like that
she makes it look so easy
I wish it didn’t… (Read More)

The Foundry

July 18th, 2014 | Poem

When you hear yourself utter the words
“I need the real truth truth”
that’s your cue to go. 
When you find yourself still holding a flashlight
trying to peer through smoke screens
praying to find a… (Read More)

The Forty

July 13th, 2014 | Poem

What does it mean 
when your team leaves nothing 
but their bloody hearts 
pulsing on the stage 
and you still lose the slam? 

It means it was a night to remember. 
A memory to cherish. 
It means you got… (Read More)

Jack Hammer

July 5th, 2014 | Poem

while sitting at a bus stop
I like to pretend this planet
is a single granule
in a colorful sand mandala
waiting to be swept away
by galactic monks
practicing the art
of… (Read More)

soap muncher

June 22nd, 2014 | Narrative

Preparing for a slam Utah.
Oh heck.
Son of a motherless goat,
this is going to be freaking difficult.
Geez Louise.

I am washing my mouth out with soap in preparation.

I've got to rewrite and rehearse… (Read More)

Loyal Lark

June 16th, 2014 | Poem

I found the footprints
you masked
by running in circles
despite the piss in the wind
I picked up your scent
while you stockpile arms
and calculate missile trajectory
while you sharpen arrows
and gather… (Read More)

Any Poem

June 16th, 2014 | Poem

Any poem
left to boil,
will be reduced
to a single element
posed as a request
or an expression
Love (Read More)

Switchblade Masquerade

June 1st, 2014 | Poem

January 29, 2009
I woke up kissing an airbag
to the paramedic prying open my door I asked
what did I hit?
He pointed to a crumpled police cruiser behind me
a stretcher rolled past
another was loaded… (Read More)

Lucky Penny

May 28th, 2014 | Poem

I leave pennies
on the horseys
in groceries stores
because some kids
need a lucky day
way more than I do (Read More)

Half Assed Yogi

May 14th, 2014 | Narrative

Thank god I don't rely on self-promotion to put food on the table.  If I did, I'd have a cupboard full of rice and gaffled bread.  I had a meeting today with a potential client today.  The meeting… (Read More)

peacock dreams

May 13th, 2014 | Poem

I wrote until 4 am last night
for a moment I could have sworn
I was beautiful
now as I wake from my slumber
I'm scared to look at it
I kicked off my heels
before I wrote it
left my eyeliner
on a roll of… (Read More)

Over It

May 9th, 2014 | Poem

I’m over active, over analytic, over it.
Still choking down cigarettes
hoping to catch my breath.
And I can't muster another smile
or fake another curtsey
Social courtesies are not my forte
I… (Read More)

Ass Cast

May 5th, 2014 | Poem

On last day of kindergarten
Mrs. Murphy had us put on a play.
She handed me a long grey trunk 
and a slip of paper
Now I'm sure to her 
the idea of watching 15 miniature elephants 
nervously picking out… (Read More)


April 24th, 2014 | Poem

Asking JohnnyOsi to not cuss
is like asking a two year old
not to shit his pants
try though he might
eventually something
is going to squirt out. (Read More)


April 21st, 2014 | Poem

My self-destruct button was never removed
I merely dislocated my trigger finger
At any moment it could pop back into place
I keep my hands in my pockets now (Read More)


April 21st, 2014 | Poem

standing on a street corner
decorated with deflated balloons
and withering flowers
staring at the remnants of
his brain (Read More)


April 20th, 2014 | Poem

Comfort in mystery
Flailing for reach
Counting hours
Minutes melt into moments
Carving each age
I find I've never found the right words
When the paint dries
I cry for what I could not describe (Read More)

Summer of Slam

April 19th, 2014 | Narrative

Yesterday I found myself standing in a living room in front of four renowned poets attempting to recite my work.  Had I been a gerbil cupped in their collective grasp, I would have nervously shit in… (Read More)

Digital = Public

April 17th, 2014 | Narrative

By definition, you are a spammer mam. You are sending emails to people you don't know asking them for money, and you have provided no way for them to opt out of said emails.

Her response:
If Big… (Read More)


April 12th, 2014 | Poem

discernment is a parlor trick
given microscopes or broken spectacles
the subject is the same
Broken down
to the smallest of parts
elements become synonyms
there is no stone
and a top coat
only makes it… (Read More)


April 11th, 2014 | Poem

I am completely naked under these clothes
stark raving naked
hairy balled birthmark naked
but you'd never know
I play it off real natural
like my birthday suit was a suit
like these costumes… (Read More)


April 5th, 2014 | Poem

I did not come here to reminisce
to weep over snapshots of home
to twiddle thumbs while waiting for the next bus
I did not crawl through the womb
to have my face removed
the heavens can wait
I… (Read More)


April 3rd, 2014 | Poem

I'm on the team... that's weird
weird like answering the phone
and hearing the person on your mind
weird like taking a nap
and waking with a solution
weird like looking for your sunglasses
and… (Read More)


April 2nd, 2014 | Poem

the page is doggy bag
home to what I could not digest
words are lies
chew slowly
careful though
in the turbulence I may have become confused
mistook this bag for the refuse
in either case
this sustenance… (Read More)


April 1st, 2014 | Poem

Joy has built a playroom behind my rib cage
And the space between my temples,
once home to an over-sized fat based abacus,
has been converted into a bouncy castle
I’ve been trying to find the right… (Read More)

Candles Are Amusing

February 14th, 2014 | Poem

She is the reason I laugh today
As I stand chin deep in murky waters,
she is the cause for my smirk
You silly girls will never hold a candle
to the bonfires she could set upon truth

She was supreme
By the… (Read More)

Johnny 5 is Alive!

January 28th, 2014 | Poem

got a package in the mail
confused, I tore the box open
as the contents slid into my hand
I burst into tears

big, fat, joyous, happy tears
tomorrow will be five years

Five without a dash, a drop a bump, a… (Read More)

God ad nauseam

January 18th, 2014 | Poem

I had algebra for lunch;
logical proofs are boiling on the stove;
my teeth are rows of ones and zeros;
propellers scrape the mirror now;
a whirling strapped to a fat based abacus;
I only fall asleep
when… (Read More)


January 15th, 2014 | Poem

without truth
the muchness is lost
camouflaged in a fog
of unsettling sensations
I'm done pulling teeth
and hoping for wisdom
And I've had my fill
of fairy tales (Read More)


December 27th, 2013 | Poem

My feet are firmly planted
But my heart has found a wormhole
There's no telling when it will return
I hear it's lovely somewhere else (Read More)

Polished Servant

December 26th, 2013 | Poem

Two puzzle boxes spilled
on kitchen table
A whisp of heaven
hardly pronounced
A whisper mistaken for the wind
not every piece will fit
most will be discarded
I love you like Jesus loved Judas
This polished… (Read More)

Beasts at Bay

November 26th, 2013 | Poem

I knew they'd come
Ravenous beasts that they are
But I couldn't avoid this dark corner
So here I am
Face crammed in the recess
Taunting the shadows
Eyes open
Walking against a wind of craving
Riding… (Read More)


November 12th, 2013 | Poem

a crusted receptacle
there to receive
the wretched vulgarity
walled behind teeth
An effortlessly sustained service
Happy to take everything spit out
and digest it without complaint
as… (Read More)


November 11th, 2013 | Poem

with reckless abandon
I stamp this imprint
into placid super-strings

playing jazz
my heel thrusts send shock-waves
back to the first atom
past the last eve

laughing in the face
of concrete green screens
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Whirling Dervish

November 11th, 2013 | Poem

sometimes dance
is all that's left
as a suitable reason
for breath (Read More)

Crackling Promises

October 24th, 2013 | Poem

She found footing
on the sliver
already scabbed over

But there was room for only five toes
and a curious balancing act

no one wants to be a carpet clown

This precious fragment
once a vast atrium
is hardly… (Read More)

Broken Moments

October 16th, 2013 | Poem

Arms extended
face to the sun
leather totes dangling from each arm
the weight is imminent

it's been a lifetime collecting
these precious mementos
stuffed in each bag

handfuls of broken moments
between… (Read More)


October 12th, 2013 | Poem

Looking deep into forever
I prayed for guidance
The next wave only crashed harder
I was already broken

a speck in a sea of writhing egos
voracious beasts
looking only for their next meal

(Read More)

shotguns for love

October 12th, 2013 | Poem

I try to keep it to myself
I know it scares people
some are collecting ammo
and I easily mistake shotguns for love
my depression is your ray of hope
your chance to escape black wool
even if it means my… (Read More)

Below Indigo

October 5th, 2013 | Poem

The signs were so clear
As the conversation spilled across the table
I watched her playing with her hair
I caught her perfume, wafting my way
As she casually, dabbed her wrists
There was a slight pause
As… (Read More)

So Real

September 23rd, 2013 | Poem

A gift so exquisite
I can barely digest it
I will never tell her
how much it meant

These silly sounds
that fumble from my mouth
will never do...

If I could

I would gladly sit and string beads
for an… (Read More)

Round About

July 14th, 2013 | Narrative

Today the cute girl at the bank wasn't wearing her glasses. I was grateful cause I didn't have to think of a conversation starter, although I did really like her glasses. Somewhere in the… (Read More)

America. Land of the greed.

June 28th, 2013 | Narrative

Today I took on the arduous task of calling my insurance company. I had a simple question, why has my insurance premium doubled since 2009? I prepared myself for this call by spinning in circles and… (Read More)

Bonsoir Madame

June 3rd, 2013 | Poem

Bonsoir Madame,

a wide-eyed fancy for stripped pants arouses hope
that such garments, in person, I may behold
surely they would complement the angels of my earlobes
if wrapped just so

spurned by warmth… (Read More)

Red Tape

May 27th, 2013 | Poem

Thousands are wading in red tape
hobbling on one leg
holding a stack of papers
like a sick circus act
we'll grieve your passing,
when you've stopped breathing
until then we look the other way
I am no man… (Read More)

The God Coin

May 27th, 2013 | Narrative


I was somewhere in the east. India perhaps. I wanted to return to the place I was from but did not have the currency. I contemplated stealing it from a rich man. I walked freely into his home… (Read More)

Plug... Socket...Done.

May 10th, 2013 | Poem

Life is on vibe.
Notched to 11.
Goodbye awkward isolation.
Thanks for all the laughs... Not. (Read More)

Ties That Bind

April 30th, 2013 | Poem

too much water under the bridge...
and you lose the bridge.
if you must deflect your eyes,
best to keep a mason nearby. (Read More)

Take It Back

April 25th, 2013 | Narrative

When our country was formed it was not possible to put every major issue to a vote. That is the why we have representatives. Times have changed. Rather than spending our days reading and liking… (Read More)

Fire the 545

April 20th, 2013 | Poem

We drops bombs everyday
We murder innocent people
every... fucking... day
Your high horse has a broken leg
It's time we put her down
Wake up people
We are the terrorists
We breed our enemies through our… (Read More)

Through the Clouds

April 13th, 2013 | Poem

It's a shame I'm not Jesus
The debt I've paid serves no one but me
Now I must watch another
nailed to the cross he's been dragging
and I can do nothing
but wait on the other side
and pray he can see my… (Read More)

Sugar Smack

March 11th, 2013 | Narrative

This is no normal sugar crash. This isn’t the cranky, hungry, slightly shaky experience commonly had when eating too much sugar. This is hell and it can be brought on by as little as a bag of… (Read More)

Red Flags

March 10th, 2013 | Narrative

It felt the way I imagine a travel documentary feels to normal people. I've never been one for travel. I certainly enjoy it when I get the chance but i don't chase it. But speak of a ship bound for… (Read More)

Ever Since

February 2nd, 2013 | Poem

My sister knew long ago
I knew she knew...
but that didn't mean I had to
I was glad to keep the monsters at bay
I still had a sword forged in 13th Hampshire of Ana Lei
I was still waiting on my wings
And… (Read More)


January 25th, 2013 | Narrative

It’s broad daylight.  A car full of kids pulls up across the street.  They don’t park in front of any house in particular, rather between two houses.  The driver gets out and walks up the block, in… (Read More)

Brain Chem a la Mode

December 18th, 2012 | Poem

The sewer rats haven't been blue for years
They dance on pink fluffy piss water clouds
Puffed up by psychotropic waste products
Chalk it up to gun control
Or no wait... It was the devil in a trenchcoat
(Read More)


October 8th, 2012 | Narrative

It would be a shame to abandon this basket. Surely those porcelain shells would never survive the fall. But I don't have the strength I used to, and the splintered wicker is cutting into my grip. … (Read More)

List of structures that can fall at nearly free fall speeds.

September 11th, 2012 | Narrative

1) a house of cards
2) a game of Jenga
3) World Trade Center 1
4) World Trade Center 2
5) World Trade Center 7 (Read More)

Black Coffee

September 2nd, 2012 | Narrative

"Cream? Sugar?"

"No thanks," he says flashing the waitress a wildly arrogant smile. "I drink my coffee black!"

The air of superiority was palpable. Clearly this man's definition of manhood has… (Read More)

Danger Zone

August 28th, 2012 | Narrative

I feel I’m in the danger zone again. My sobriety finds itself on wobbly knees suspended over potato sack feet. I don’t really want to drink, or use, but that isn’t really saying much considering I… (Read More)

Whose Human You Is

July 22nd, 2012 | Narrative

So I'm outside pulling weeds, making my random halfhearted attempt at not being the asshole on the block depreciating everyone's property value, when suddenly I feel something warm hitting my thigh.… (Read More)

What a wonderful world

July 20th, 2012 | Narrative

I don't have a TV. I find life is easier that way. IT really cuts down on the anxiety caused by people trying to sell me useless shit 24/7. The only drawback is sometimes I'm out of the loop. My… (Read More)

Always Forever

July 16th, 2012 | Poem

Sometimes I get lucky
And this world is full with wonder
But this is not routine
I labor for breath
Struggle to rise from bed
I know the only way out is to engage
But little seems worth the lifting of… (Read More)

Basura Blanca

July 12th, 2012 | Narrative

Got a fountain drink today at a gas station today, quite a rare occurrence for me. As I grabbed the plastic cup I suddenly felt like white trash. Hmm that's interesting. It wasn't the glob of… (Read More)

Cash Out

July 8th, 2012 | Narrative

We need to get rid of money. It's sooo 2001. We can do better. Get rid of money and suddenly all professions become artistic, innovative, and creative because only people who absolutely love it… (Read More)

Fuck the sparkler. Gimme a musket.

July 4th, 2012 | Narrative

I wonder, In 200 years what nations will be celebrating their independence from us? What a silly silly day. "We hold these Truths to be self-evident, that all Men are created equal, that they are… (Read More)


June 29th, 2012 | Narrative

It's been an odd few days. On the one hand we have a community praying for rain, sending hopes and positive energy to those suffering. At the same time we have a rally against universal… (Read More)

Hello... I love you

June 25th, 2012 | Poem

How’s my hair?
How’s my breath?
Is there anything in my nose?
Do these pants make my cock look big?
Mirror check, bathroom mirror check, rearview mirror check.
God I hope I don’t say… (Read More)

Tailgate Gig Tempe AZ

June 17th, 2012 | Narrative

Well it's 7:30am here and I'm still riding the vibe of the night. Perhaps after I get some sleep I'll write a bit about it. What a great crowd though. Wonderful people. So cool. (Read More)

In Passing

June 7th, 2012 | Poem

Our paths were crossing
I was trying not to look
This is my usual behavior
when passing women on the street
It was inevitable though
Our eyes met
I tried to smile
but my face was frozen as usual
She didn’t… (Read More)

1st Slam @ Nuba

May 28th, 2012 | Narrative

It's been on my radar for a while now. I knew eventually I'd have to sack up and insert myself into the scene but I've been procrastinating... for a minute... well a little longer then a minute...… (Read More)


May 27th, 2012 | Poem

Your presence ushered me back to reality
A reality where magic still exists
Where the mystic echos footprints across concrete
A feather released from 30,000 feet
will still land ever so delicately
And as… (Read More)

did she just call me a tool?

May 20th, 2012 | Narrative

I got a call from a lady at CU today. Ultimately she was asking for a donation. Ugh, I hate that. It's disgusting really. People are forced to go into severe debt in the hopes that they might… (Read More)

Fuck You Comcast... wait... wait...

May 18th, 2012 | Narrative

I'm kind of regretting canceling my cable right about now. Either that or I regret quitting drinking... Na, it's the cable. Perhaps this is just the decompression phase. I've done this before,… (Read More)

Um, yeah. That kinda freaked me out.

May 17th, 2012 | Narrative

After a rather frustrating day I decided it was time to pull weeds in my front yard.  Anything to clear my head.  After a while of being bent down I stood up and when I did I got this palpitation… (Read More)

Pondering God's Brush

May 6th, 2012 | Poem

If I could paint a perfect world
there is little I would change
I would simply remove the lines
and the numbers would be erased
I'd apply a little turpentine
let the colors mingle
and watch the flow of… (Read More)

Blow me Rainbows. You too Butterflies!

April 27th, 2012 | Narrative

At some point during my last gig I remember saying that I wish I had a few happy songs. I also made the comment to a few friends...

I really need to watch my f*kin mouth :) I've been manifesting like… (Read More)

Recycle This Asshole

April 27th, 2012 | Narrative

Today, in the mail, I received a large over sized envelope. It was so big it barely fit in my mailbox when folded in thirds. The envelope when unfolded became a gigantic advertisement for some car… (Read More)

Lost Piece

April 18th, 2012 | Poem

Wondering around on short legs
He scoured every foot of the all too familiar playground
He even peeked into those odd smelling areas he normally avoided
Holding his breath he peered down the yellow… (Read More)

Ass Cast

April 12th, 2012 | Narrative

Today I am reminded of the first time I ever stood in front of a crowd. I was in kindergarten and my class was doing some bullshit end of the year play about elephants. Naturally my memory is… (Read More)


March 26th, 2012 | Poem

Someday I'll be enough for somebody

At least that's what I tell myself

But after all this, I wonder

Will it even matter?

Love is a lost art

Lost to fairy tale fancy

A relic of what could be

Be never is

Time… (Read More)


March 26th, 2012 | Poem

For a handful of days

It felt as if everything might fall into place

Love, passion, family, future

The stars were aligning

But today I see no arc

Lost the path between stars

This void is ever expanding

(Read More)

Click Clack

March 26th, 2012 | Narrative

I just gave a grammar lesson to some con artist dude from Nigeria. Ha! I probably should not have done that. My apologies to the next schmoe. But I couldn't help it, they are like the new Jevovahs,… (Read More)

Two Blind Mice

March 22nd, 2012 | Narrative

Once there was a mouse named 2764. 2764 was your normal everyday run of the mill white mouse, aside from the fact that he had never seen a mill let alone ran in one, or ran at all for that matter.… (Read More)

Thank you. Thank you.

March 18th, 2012 | Narrative

Thank you everyone for coming to the show! Ironically, I'm really rather speechless. What an amazing crowd. Everywhere I looked there was someone I loved. I am truly blessed to have so much… (Read More)

Thank You

March 18th, 2012 | Poem

Thank you, two dudes who stood front and center
Thank you for having a horrible time
Thank you for your drab faces and bored eyes
Thank you for finding me utterly irrelevant
You were a beautiful… (Read More)

Why you always gotta be making me grow and shit?

March 9th, 2012 | Narrative

I picked up the flyers tonight. One week to go and they just now got them finished. Not a lot of time to work with particularly considering the show is on a night that most people make plans for. … (Read More)

Ride that ass. Ride it good.

February 18th, 2012 | Narrative

Had a cop following me out of Denver tonight. He was one of those aggressive cops too. The kind who ride your ass so tight their brights blind you in the mirrors. The kind who's so eager to arrest… (Read More)

Thanks Jesus!

February 15th, 2012 | Narrative

Stopped off at the bank today. Got out of the car, turned around, took a few steps and was immediately stopped by some dude hanging his head out of his car speaking gibberish. It took me a second… (Read More)

You might be magic dude but you're still an asshole

February 13th, 2012 | Narrative

So this morning I awoke to the all too loud and repetitively annoying sound of my cat digging his claws into the side of my bed. Pop, pop, crack, rip, pop, pop.

"Ah Fuck! You gotta be kidding me."

(Read More)


February 5th, 2012 | Narrative

If you met your childhood self, would they be impressed with who stood before them? If you met yourself as a teenager would they still have hope upon your departure?

In my case I believe the answer… (Read More)

Peace and love were all that mattered.

January 30th, 2012 | Narrative

I barely heard it over the voice coming through the phone. I immediately lost focus on what the nurse was saying. Creeping down the hall was the frail sound of my name coming from the bathroom. I… (Read More)

Must we all fall like lemmings?

January 29th, 2012 | Narrative

Went to bar tonight. Didn't even think about what day it was. I've been so focused on music everything else is background. It was a pretty good night, saw some good bands, smiled at a few pretty… (Read More)

The Gig

January 25th, 2012 | Narrative

So, here it is. I asked the Universe to bring the music back, to show me an open door, to revitalize my passion to perform and that very night I found myself contacting a Soda Jerk Presents in an… (Read More)


January 25th, 2012 | Poem

handfuls of scuffed moments
I don't want to be here
yet every where I go
here I am
I'm tired of it
Life shouldn't be this hard
today, another person told me I need meds
for a person fighting to stay clean
(Read More)

Hello Universe... Johnny here.

January 23rd, 2012 | Poem

Hello Universe... Johnny here

First let me offer my abundant

gratitude for your assistance in my journey thus far

You are quite the trickster my dear

laughing up all those shooting stars

But I must… (Read More)


January 13th, 2012 | Narrative

At first it seemed as if I might be a poem percolating, presenting, preparing to produce or pose the dope. This is how it usually starts: A word or a phrase bounces around the fatty tissue. … (Read More)

Gingham Girl

December 21st, 2011 | Poem

Peddling in 32 below
The crunch of timeless water below rubber tread
A quiet prayer to stay vertical
Three miles is a long time to flirt with hypothermia
But logic is a tool
Bowing to the butterflies I… (Read More)

The lucky streak continues

December 7th, 2011 | Narrative

Tonight my furnace went out. I called the repair man, he was there within an hour. By then it was fridged. The cold is the HVAC man's secret weapon. When people are cold they will agree to… (Read More)

Parade of Lights

November 30th, 2011 | Narrative

Hey the holidays are coming up! What should we with the taxpayer money this year? Should we feed and clothe the starving children? Maybe donate gifts to the families burdened by the bad economy? … (Read More)

Bring Them Home!

November 11th, 2011 | Narrative

Today I see a lot of appreciation for our vets. Many people thanking them for our freedom. I must say I am baffled by these comments. What freedom is it you people speak of? And more importantly… (Read More)

Seeds Grow Asshole

November 9th, 2011 | Narrative

I'm pretty baffled by the way some people talk to their children. That is a little person in there, you know that right? Actually that is a little person who behaves pretty much exactly as you do.… (Read More)

3 am

November 2nd, 2011 | Poem

The moon was asking for it all night
so I gave it to him
Stomping, thrusting
karma dripping from my pours
I pulsed until the stars forgot to twinkle
Look out sun
I've got my eye on you
I rock the whirling… (Read More)

Become Greater

November 1st, 2011 | Poem

It could have been a different story
But it wasn't in the cards
I wanted to be a super being
Levitating and conversating with the gods
I planned to ascend past the pain
And float straight to Nirvana
But… (Read More)

The Collective

October 28th, 2011 | Poem

They exist
Anxiously anticipating my arrival
This brilliant beam will be welcomed
With jubilant screams and open arms
A god awaits communion

It is happening as we speak
They are being drawn from all… (Read More)

Against The Rain

October 24th, 2011 | Poem

God sent a butterfly
I was too mesmerized to see the effect
She was too busy to be kissed
I was too busy to be loved
She was amazing

I caught a glimpse of could have been
a moment sprung forth from the… (Read More)

Polaroid Perception

October 9th, 2011 | Poem

Draped in a silver moon the goddess dove into silky blue
Braving the frigid cold she plummeted through the pitch back
As her lungs begin to burn hopeless anxiety set in
Her fingers glanced off smooth… (Read More)

Bags of Skin

September 29th, 2011 | Poem

If personal journals exist past this
I await the moment
When the volumes are released
And I find light at my fingertips
I sip the soul till the unconsciousness
drips from my pen
I pour the here, the now,… (Read More)


September 28th, 2011 | Poem

What stories will I tell my children?
Will I speak of beauty unseen?
Majestic mysteries?
Or of paycheck produce and rotting energy
I seem to have forgotten myself while wading in the water
Dispensing… (Read More)

Dream Aborigine

September 28th, 2011 | Poem

I want to dream Aborigine
To walk with rock calloused feet
To wander endlessly, knowing
To see past light and shadow
To be all and nothing at the same time
To sit with a smirk and a smile
laughing with… (Read More)

A Shadow on the Sundial

September 28th, 2011 | Poem

For every shadow of the sundial
There is a downward smile
The ghost of Kodak's past
And wishing water never splashed on the ass
An ovarian mulligan would have been nice
Comfortably cumbersome in the… (Read More)

Lost in Oblivion

September 24th, 2011 | Poem

A vast grey blue forest, the chill of winter on the horizon,
and scattered crisscrossed tracks.
Footprints of a fragile boy.

The only touch still familiar is the brush of impeding branches,
and the… (Read More)

Do You Like Apples?

September 17th, 2011 | Narrative

The earth has officially spun upon its axis. I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow I woke to a blue sun and a yellow sky. This NEVER happens...

Let me give you a bit of the history. When it comes to… (Read More)

The First Osi Production

September 12th, 2011 | Narrative

Her name was Kiana. I had a serious crush on her, as did every other boy in our fourth grade class. It must have been rough for her that year. She ignored us most of the time. One day, in true ten… (Read More)

The Pocket Sized Version

September 11th, 2011 | Narrative

9/11 was horrible and should be remembered. Yet, I find all this media coverage a bit self absorbed. How about instead of re-hashing the one tragedy we suffered 10 years ago, and acting like it is… (Read More)

The ranting of a boy on a bike.

September 9th, 2011 | Narrative

What's the deal with drivers passing me on my left and immediately turning right? Seriously, that's just ridiculous. I ride on the side of the lane as a courtesy to you asshole the least you could… (Read More)

I am a four.

August 29th, 2011 | Narrative

It turns out I am a four, according to the Enneagram that is. I previously thought I was a five. I took an Enneagram test back when I was in college. My sister said I was a five and the test agreed.… (Read More)

Elliot Smith

August 22nd, 2011 | Narrative

A good friend turned me on to Elliot Smith yesterday. I love it when that happens. In passing someone mentions something that changes my world. Elliot was amazing. He has quickly reached the top of… (Read More)

When The Paint Dries

August 6th, 2011 | Poem

The more I grow the less I know
Comfort in mystery
Flailing to reach such heights
Counting hours till drifting sight
Minutes melt into moments
Carving each age
I find I never found the right words
When the… (Read More)


August 6th, 2011 | Poem

We aren't far from batteries
New Age slaves distracted by trinkets
Give the average man a flatscreen and he will will submit peacefully
Although it really doesn't matter
The powers that be are no… (Read More)

Chick Flick Goes 4th Stepping

August 6th, 2011 | Narrative

Friends with Benefits. I expected a rather mindless lustful escapade hardly worth watching. However, Mila Kunis is a culinary masterpiece the likes of which God hasn't cooked up since... I don't… (Read More)

A Sharpened Edge

August 5th, 2011 | Poem

dipping toes into void
dangling feet, teasing the abyss
the edge... put to test
the falling sensation was there
distinct, familiar, beautiful
Foreign land, visceral nightlife, coursing music, absolute… (Read More)

Deepest Passion

August 5th, 2011 | Poem

My deepest passion is left bloody
Assaulted by candy store Dali Lamas
Shived by rear view Freud puppets
My deepest passion has no legs
They fell off while Mr. Potato Head-ing for passers by
My deepest… (Read More)

Paper Airplanes

August 2nd, 2011 | Poem

The saddest part of becoming an adult is
realizing no one really knows anything
Our interactions are knee jerk
Rote recitations of linguistic patterns
ingested as children
We're all just
bouncing paper… (Read More)


August 2nd, 2011 | Poem

I am bigger than this
this pitifully little box I've climbed in
as if this bag of skin wasn't restrictive enough
I had to start folding limbs
My soul doesn't fit here
I suppose it never did
Cozy though it… (Read More)

True Democracy

July 29th, 2011 | Narrative

In a true democracy we, the people, would be Big Brother. The white house would be wire tapped with cameras in every hall. The feeds would be live and online. No action unseen. No decision… (Read More)

Fuck America and our Health care system

June 27th, 2011 | Narrative

I have dealt with back pain for a while now.  It has only gotten worse over time.  Today it was in full bloom, shooting pains through my stomach, down my legs and spreading up my back.  Not to… (Read More)

826 days layer

May 5th, 2011 | Narrative

Today I am eligible to get my drivers license back... You'd think that would be something to rejoice over. You'd think I'd be at the DMV right now but I'm not. In all honesty I don't want a car or… (Read More)

Everything There is to Know about God

April 26th, 2011 | Narrative

In this post I will fully explicate and delineate every last bit of knowledge about God mankind has acquired over the course of all human history. I will incorporate the wealth of resources found in… (Read More)

Jack Hammer

April 1st, 2011 | Narrative

Satisfied with her meal she packed the cardboard and wrapping back into the bag and tossed it aside. There was a trash can two feet from her. A little MJ wrist action would have gotten it there. … (Read More)


February 3rd, 2011 | Narrative

It was one of those phone surveys. You know the type.

"Hello this is so and so with such and such organization, we'd like to..."


Normally I just hang up there but I've been rather pissy today… (Read More)

Carpe Nihilum

January 23rd, 2011 | Narrative

It was June 2007 when I first felt it, the cold hard truth. I felt the pressure against my face; the straight arm jamming my head back. I saw the hand clearly, recognized the creases in the palm. … (Read More)

Birthday Blessed

September 30th, 2010 | Narrative

Yesterday was a special day for me. It had nothing to do with milestones. 30 is just another year and 8 months sober is just another day. No, the beauty was in the content of the day and the silent… (Read More)

Back to the Door

July 21st, 2010 | Poem

Here I sit back to the door
The waves clapping at me
Crawling up my spine
I close my eyes
Her arms wash over me
Squeezing, making up for lost time
She whispers in my ear
My eyes open
she is not there
My… (Read More)

Meeting Dad

June 1st, 2010 | Poem

The cowering child
The ferocious wolf
A man and his demon
An evening with father
the evening with dad
A wish hung from ever dream catcher
Sad eyes and an imagined fantasy
The impossible was laid to rest… (Read More)

The Walk

October 31st, 2009 | Narrative

10/30/09 9:00 am – Sentenced to 120 days imprisonment with 60 days suspended. 10/30/09 9:00 pm – Turned myself in to Denver city jail. 10/31/09 3:00 am – Released from Denver City Jail and told to… (Read More)

Justice Served

October 30th, 2009 | Narrative

Today I was sentenced. The experience was far from what I expected and strangely beautiful. The judge saw right through me as I hoped she would. She saw the truth, the struggle, the recovery and the… (Read More)

Osi 3.0

September 28th, 2009 | Narrative

I just turned 30
I hardly noticed
Had I not been awake I may have missed it entirely
No tingle, no twinkle vision, no sprouting wings
and no twilight beams
I did have a little itch between my… (Read More)

Wow the republican response was absolute garbage.

August 18th, 2009 | Narrative

I really expected more from that side. Basically they said they agree with everything the president wants to do except the public option. And what ideas did they present in it's stead... The only… (Read More)

The demon gets the finger and a smile.

August 18th, 2009 | Narrative

For the past five days or so I have been dealing with a pinched nerve. Today has been the worst yet. The pain is horrendous and I am loosing feeling in my foot and leg. It kinda feels like I'm… (Read More)

Learn to Bumble

July 27th, 2009 | Poem

The bumbles are sick of our shit
Even the most loyal
will bail
We will soon follow suit
The succulent produce
that magically appears
will vanish

Can you pollinate by hand?
Better learn how,
your SUV won’t… (Read More)

We loved you Michael...

July 25th, 2009 | Narrative

We loved you Michael... and I am sorry for that.

I am saddened not by your death but by the idea of your life
...or at least the life I imagine while reading between the print
Always on stage, an icon… (Read More)

Thank You

May 29th, 2009 | Narrative

To everyone who came out tonight, and on previous nights to support my art, Thank You. It truly is an honor to look into a crowd and see so many beautiful people. I love you all dearly and I am… (Read More)

May 28th @ Herman's Hideaway

May 15th, 2009 | Narrative

Four months later JohnnyOsi returns to the stage. Much has happened since the fateful night of January 28th. My entire world flipped was on it's head and shaken for loose change. Left in the dust… (Read More)

What does it mean to be an alcoholic?

May 1st, 2009 | Narrative

What is an alcoholic? You don't have to sleep under a bridge to earn the title. You don't even have to drink everyday. The deciding factor is this: Do you drink when you don't want to? Put simply,… (Read More)

90 Days

April 29th, 2009 | Narrative

Today I celebrate a birth. As it is with all newborns, every month is special. Today is three months since the fateful day I woke up in the hospital. It is amazing what can change in such a short… (Read More)

Sometimes God bares teeth

April 26th, 2009 | Narrative

Sometimes God bares teeth
Sometimes God comes to you with sharpened fangs
Sometimes she whispers in the night
It is we that decide which form is necessary
I wasn't listening
I ignored the breeze
So I got… (Read More)

A Vision For The Future

February 23rd, 2009 | Narrative

I open my eyes and rejoice at a new day, excited for what may come. My attention drifts to the warmth beside me. I snuggle close and hold for eternity.

Grateful for another day with her.

I rise from… (Read More)


November 15th, 2008 | Narrative

I broke my sobriety last night. 55 days sober gone. Two lessons learned. One, I need to do something about my moods or lasting sobriety will be impossible. Two, I am no longer capable of moderate… (Read More)

She Called

October 10th, 2008 | Poem

She called around 7
Apologized for not calling sooner
She said she wasn’t avoiding me, just thinking
She said nothing about the thoughts
She said she still feels the fire
that has kept us close for so… (Read More)

A Fresh Start

February 6th, 2008 | Poem

Rotting corpses sprout a bed of roses
There is a fleshy mass behind the cage
Futile or blooming fertile?
I shrink in the review
Right foot gains mass
I drift further everyday

And so I am here
with a smirk,… (Read More)

Lost Piece

September 11th, 2007 | Poem

Wondering around on short legs
He scoured every foot
of the all too familiar playground
He even peeked into those odd smelling areas
he normally avoided
Holding his breath
as he peered down the yellow… (Read More)

Etched In Steel

June 18th, 2007 | Poem

From atop lookout mountain
His cry for help was shot into space
Its final destination was the phone I now held in my hand
He was frantic
his vocal chords 
a high wire
He was desperate
the rusty wheel… (Read More)

The Power of Bleh

September 15th, 2006 | Poem

I may never get to that song
The one where I reminisce
I barely remember what it was like to hold her
Without wondering where she’d been
How could I let it go on for so long
The red flags waved the day I… (Read More)


April 3rd, 2005 | Poem

We are the generations
Hiding scars from the days they've long forgotten
As the pattern continues it fills me with war
A battle with I-N-I
The path I must walk
Now self inflicted but still it's abuse,… (Read More)


September 28th, 2003 | Poem

left with ointment
to soothe the ceaseless itch
the pieces that need to fit
are fragmented and jaded
birth placed in ‘79
here’s the masterpiece
life’s work
in all its decrepit majesty
retina funnels the… (Read More)

Welcome To JohnnyOsi.com

September 28th, 1979 | Home

Herein lies the recording of a life. A memorial to moments, sprinkled across eternity. Broadcast from a twinkle in god's eye. These symbols will never capture the beauty. Nor will they encapsulate… (Read More)