Tuesday, January 29, 2013

THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS

ah, those good old days
when a guy could
piss in the street
and nobody cared

now look at us
society of nandy-pandy
do-gooders 
righteous hypocrites 

okay pissing on each other
but do not piss in the streets

well shit!












Monday, January 28, 2013

WAKE ME UP

wake me up
if you see me coming
that's all he said
and then he was gone

she said, is he coming back?
I said, do i look like a hat rack?

she's coming
I'm coming
the train's coming 
and he's coming back

now she's gone
I'm gone
the train's gone
and he's lying dead
on the train track

get up, she cried
you lied, I cried
there's no where to hide
do you think I'm blind?

she said, call me at eight
I said, don't be late
she said, here he comes again
I said, well, let him in




I'm ugly
but not so ugly
I don't know what's coming

and having been there
I no longer expect
to get my share

and I hear the screaming
and the cursing
and the consistency

but now, I piss freely
mostly on holidays
while she gives me a bath







Friday, January 18, 2013

THROW CAUTION TO THE WIND

throw caution to the wind
and what the wind
throws back 
deal with it when
the wind stops 
blowing

rule of throw back
the very same
as the rule 
of a bum thumb

there are not rules
for blow backs
or blow jobs
or snow jobs

except for those
with bum thumbs
of course





there is a rocket
leaving tomorrow
and no one knows
where the rocket
is going
but everyone
been encouraging me
to be on it

I'm overwhelmed
by everyone's
thoughtfulness

I'll miss them







Wednesday, January 16, 2013

ONE GREAT TEACHER

life, alone, is our one great teacher
our solace over what we have
and have not done to ourselves
from this, we gather 
what small peace allowed us
and allow our epitaph to be a warning


saddest song I've ever heard
is the song I've never heard
sung by a beautiful bluebird 




foreign object
strange smelly turd
on our walkway 





Saturday, January 12, 2013

MY DARK SIDE





okay, a little overboard, even for me.
but let me tell ya, now,
I'm crazy, so that makes everything
legal and aboveboard
from a crazy man's point of view

besides, what's it to you?



How about this:

THE CLEANSING

and the ocean will rise up
and sweep our bones away
and deep within the bowels of time
is where our bones will lay
hell will have its day



Secret Societies, David V. Barrett.










Sunday, January 6, 2013

SENSE OF DOOM




to suffer the unknown alone
heightened by a sense of doom
carried to a place storm clouds roam
this place known as my teenager's room











Friday, January 4, 2013

ENTRAPMENT


entrapment as suggested
by the monkey in isle four
one must never hesitate
but still, quietly evaluate
when this monkey last ate

and whether such relationships
would, or should, benefit monkey
or monkey's human conception
of love, war and hate

I've been contemplating 
whether this represents
a tropical illness, or
simply bad politics