Monday, January 31, 2011
Cartoons
So you sit on a limb
sawing between
you and trunk?
And plunge! This
doesn't happen.
Except in metaphor.
But there with
amazing frequency.
Labels: metaphor
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Prolog
We've been good together, but she's catching, again,
the distance disease.
Telling her “I get the feeling you're not here."
"Went."
Labels: distance, relationship
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Development
And onto the docket
went paradox. It
confounded
the scholar and
person in turn.
And onto the docket
went paradox. It
confounded
the scholar and
person in turn.
Labels: paradox
Friday, January 28, 2011
Minority Financial Disaster Report
Republicans spread widest
the blame, banker thieves
perhaps not gaining their
just proportion thereby.
Though I believe that
they believe what
they believe, it's mostly
Grand Old Wall Street Love!
The object of
such awe
still spinning straw
from gold.
Labels: Financial Commision, Republican, Wall Street
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Shaken Apollo
stood in his temple un-
der a banner announcing
APOLLO ROCKS!
after his week as a man.
"These Gleek Plicks!"
he pronounced,
revealing the speech defect then
leaked, by lesser gods, to Alopex.*
*TEUMESSIAN FOX (Alopex Teumessios) A gigantic fox which ravaged
the countryside of Thebes and was destined to remain uncatcheable.
The hero Cephalus set the hunting dog Laelaps on its spoor, a beast
destined to always catch its mark. Zeus perplexed by
the contradicting fates turned the pair to stone. -Theoi Project
Labels: Fox News, Greek Mythology
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Holy Wars Prove
endless. For
if the impure
seem running short,
the definition dilates. Yet
the warriors do get steered,
to the table in time, by
God. Possessing, He,
just so much patience.
Labels: jihad
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Home Truth
-Little Joey came home from school with a book about Hitler.
-I don’t know if I like that.
-And he read the whole thing, even skipping video games.
-What was his eleven year old’s conclusion?
-“He hates the Jews, just like Grandpa.”
-Well, that’s extreme. Your father...
-would’ve turned the handle to let the gas in.
-My God, Joe, do you really mean...?
-Hey, there’s a lot of hatred in this country, against blacks, Hispanics. But the real keystone is Jews. Too much sugar-coating: let’s admit it. When Fox and those others go after Liberals, who do you think they see in their diseased mind’s eye?
-It was a code word as far back as Agnew. Not so much now, methinks. Anyway...more time passes, more it goes away.
-Yeah, time that is. Not Jew-Hatred.
-Well, he’s your father.
-We’ve long ago given up on screaming over the kitchen table
and are just waiting for him to die.
-Yeah, but he must know how you really feel.
-I hope not. He’ll change his will.
-So, it has become go along to get along lo these many years?
-Pretty much.
-And when he buys the farm, you get a string
of hardware stores?
-Yup.
-Are you interested in hardware?
-Not in the least. They’ve all got good managers,
so it’ll be more of a cash machine at first.
-Send little Joey to Yale?
-Probably. Maybe he’ll get interested in the
family business then.
-Too capitalistic.
-My plan is to make it pretty much profit sharing: every employee getting a stake.
-Too socialistic! The old man’ll start spinning in his grave and never stop.
-Devoutly to be wished. Maybe I can bury a Jew beside him.
They can spin together.
-Uh uh. More like in opposite directions.
-Little Joey came home from school with a book about Hitler.
-I don’t know if I like that.
-And he read the whole thing, even skipping video games.
-What was his eleven year old’s conclusion?
-“He hates the Jews, just like Grandpa.”
-Well, that’s extreme. Your father...
-would’ve turned the handle to let the gas in.
-My God, Joe, do you really mean...?
-Hey, there’s a lot of hatred in this country, against blacks, Hispanics. But the real keystone is Jews. Too much sugar-coating: let’s admit it. When Fox and those others go after Liberals, who do you think they see in their diseased mind’s eye?
-It was a code word as far back as Agnew. Not so much now, methinks. Anyway...more time passes, more it goes away.
-Yeah, time that is. Not Jew-Hatred.
-Well, he’s your father.
-We’ve long ago given up on screaming over the kitchen table
and are just waiting for him to die.
-Yeah, but he must know how you really feel.
-I hope not. He’ll change his will.
-So, it has become go along to get along lo these many years?
-Pretty much.
-And when he buys the farm, you get a string
of hardware stores?
-Yup.
-Are you interested in hardware?
-Not in the least. They’ve all got good managers,
so it’ll be more of a cash machine at first.
-Send little Joey to Yale?
-Probably. Maybe he’ll get interested in the
family business then.
-Too capitalistic.
-My plan is to make it pretty much profit sharing: every employee getting a stake.
-Too socialistic! The old man’ll start spinning in his grave and never stop.
-Devoutly to be wished. Maybe I can bury a Jew beside him.
They can spin together.
-Uh uh. More like in opposite directions.
Labels: antisemitism
Monday, January 24, 2011
CRF
-Weeks are going by and it's all CRF.
Crap with Rhetorical Flourishes.
-You may call it that. But it's our platform.
-But it's doomed. The other house will ignore it
or shoot it down. If by some miracle it reaches
the president, he'll veto.
-Meanwhile, the great ideas mature. Waiting for...
-What great ideas? Same shit your gang has been trotting out for a hundred years!
-Aging like fine wine!
-Meanwhile there's urgent business!
-I hope not. My constituents are anti-government.
They sent me here to do nothing.
-You’re becoming the patron saint of that movement.
-Amen amen I say to you that if a man is given a fish
he eats it. But if you teach him to fish...!
-Uh huh? You promise such and never deliver.
-Not a perfect world.
Labels: political strategy, Republican
Sunday, January 23, 2011
The Punishment
Our oceans hold vast
islands of trash.
To those who scoff
so what? And laugh
Where is the punishment?
Our oceans hold vast
islands of trash.
Labels: environment, ocean trash, oceans, pollution
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Time In the Twenty First Century
Get the real-time surveillance video on your cell phone!
insists my car radio.
I start to after walking into Walmart, when the doors burst open and two gunman stick Glocks in my ribs.
One black and one white, checkerboard kids.
Black says “Say your prayers Grandpa!”
White says "You're in the way for the last time!”
“Whoa!” pipe I, “You're behind the surveillance tape!” Thank God I could play it for them on my phone. “See, I'm not here yet and you're off into the store! There go your floppy pants!”
“How the fuck could that happen?” Black asks White.
“Who the fuck cares? Let’s waste him!”
“You do and you'll be in a lot of trouble!”
“What? With the surveillance camera God?”
White can really scoff.
“Bigger than that. I mean tremendously bigger than that!”
“All right we pissed away enough time with this pain in the ass,” Black screams. “Run out the fuckin door!” he tells me.
I start to but White yells “He can't do that! The outside
camera will show it and it never happened.”
“All right, crouch down then.” Pointing to the floor with the Glock. “And next time stay in the fuckin time frame
where you belong you nosy old bastard!”
They flap further inside the store and I collapse. At that point my phone shows me coming in, so I leave for the logic of it.
Get the real-time surveillance video on your cell phone!
insists my car radio.
I start to after walking into Walmart, when the doors burst open and two gunman stick Glocks in my ribs.
One black and one white, checkerboard kids.
Black says “Say your prayers Grandpa!”
White says "You're in the way for the last time!”
“Whoa!” pipe I, “You're behind the surveillance tape!” Thank God I could play it for them on my phone. “See, I'm not here yet and you're off into the store! There go your floppy pants!”
“How the fuck could that happen?” Black asks White.
“Who the fuck cares? Let’s waste him!”
“You do and you'll be in a lot of trouble!”
“What? With the surveillance camera God?”
White can really scoff.
“Bigger than that. I mean tremendously bigger than that!”
“All right we pissed away enough time with this pain in the ass,” Black screams. “Run out the fuckin door!” he tells me.
I start to but White yells “He can't do that! The outside
camera will show it and it never happened.”
“All right, crouch down then.” Pointing to the floor with the Glock. “And next time stay in the fuckin time frame
where you belong you nosy old bastard!”
They flap further inside the store and I collapse. At that point my phone shows me coming in, so I leave for the logic of it.
Labels: surveillance cameras, time
Friday, January 21, 2011
House Repeals Healthcare
Their mouth painted them
into absurd corner and
they look, thus, fools.
But, onward!
To further taints.
There’s work to be shunned.
Their mouth painted them
into absurd corner and
they look, thus, fools.
But, onward!
To further taints.
There’s work to be shunned.
Labels: Healthcare, House of Representatives
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Republican Recipe
Take a generous portion of Greed
Coat it with crumbs of Patriotism
Deep fry in God-Lard
Labels: Republican
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
RIP Hugh Scott
Moderate GOP senator
and expert in ceramics
of the Tang Dynasty.
Let's not condescend:
Reagan on Velvet
can also be art.
Labels: art, Conservative, Hugh Scott, moderate, Tang Dynasty
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Greatest Patriots
seem to be at ballgames.
Open with National
Anthem, God
Bless America at
seventh inning stretch
Hemingway wrote
whores generated
same, but another
time and place.
Labels: Baseball, patriotism
Monday, January 17, 2011
Radio Strategy
-Rat ta tat tat! Yeah!
-I like the recording better than your lame sound effect.
What's it, AK 47?
-Nah, AK one sweeping fuckin combined explosion!–aural smear from hell! It's a Glock. Like...you only wanna
take a small room out?
-Yeah, like Lefty meeting! Well I want all our radio hosts
to substitute it for bumper music.
-Corporate says temporary soft pedal. Mayhem in the news and all that?
-Fuck them. Their own shit scares them.
-How about language, then? No quiet pseudo-rational?
-Bonfires!
-Aren’t you afraid of crazies acting on--
-Hey, crazies are consumers too. It's Buy Baby Buy!
That's what keeps you and me in five-buck champagne
with dollar store mac and cheese.
-You'd think we'd get more for prostituting ourselves.
-Might someday. No openings presently in Penthouse of Blood.
-Rat ta tat tat! Yeah!
-I like the recording better than your lame sound effect.
What's it, AK 47?
-Nah, AK one sweeping fuckin combined explosion!–aural smear from hell! It's a Glock. Like...you only wanna
take a small room out?
-Yeah, like Lefty meeting! Well I want all our radio hosts
to substitute it for bumper music.
-Corporate says temporary soft pedal. Mayhem in the news and all that?
-Fuck them. Their own shit scares them.
-How about language, then? No quiet pseudo-rational?
-Bonfires!
-Aren’t you afraid of crazies acting on--
-Hey, crazies are consumers too. It's Buy Baby Buy!
That's what keeps you and me in five-buck champagne
with dollar store mac and cheese.
-You'd think we'd get more for prostituting ourselves.
-Might someday. No openings presently in Penthouse of Blood.
Labels: AK47, Glock, guns, Talk Radio, violence
Sunday, January 16, 2011
The Office
-You’re undergoing changes appropriate to your age. I'll have to copy your insurance card. Stella's out sick.
-Not star-steady, she.
-How did you know she's a Hollywood buff?
-Figured.
-You’re undergoing changes appropriate to your age. I'll have to copy your insurance card. Stella's out sick.
-Not star-steady, she.
-How did you know she's a Hollywood buff?
-Figured.
Labels: medical
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Dates, Bridgeport, CT
New to much,
but not bad
at snowing
each other,
we motor in rain-
y darkness and
finally spy
the dive to
serve us--
underaged.
Shiver in un-
heated dining
room and order
drinks. Waitress
leaves and a large
black dog enters,
craps middle
of dance floor.
Friday, January 14, 2011
He chewed metal
and shit bullets!
So said we once
of our fierce, tough
guy. How like most of us
now after a bad nap.
Labels: tough
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Western Conversation
-Getting rid of your Glock?
-Like, no. But might get more magazines
‘cause they're making more n--
-Mine's specific to spicks.
-Illegals or--
-We don't discriminate.
-Getting rid of your Glock?
-Like, no. But might get more magazines
‘cause they're making more n--
-Mine's specific to spicks.
-Illegals or--
-We don't discriminate.
Labels: Glock, gun control
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Cell Dialog
-Forgive me for not believing you! Just moved in and I’m literally being carried off by cockroaches this very moment.
It’s Kafka! We just left the bedroom. Ceiling waterstained.
-esque.
-O I wish that I could shimmy like my sister Kate!
-You’re starting on it.
-Forgive me for not believing you! Just moved in and I’m literally being carried off by cockroaches this very moment.
It’s Kafka! We just left the bedroom. Ceiling waterstained.
-esque.
-O I wish that I could shimmy like my sister Kate!
-You’re starting on it.
Labels: Kafka
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Right Soft-pedaling Usual Calls to Murder
Biking past us, smile
a long, beatific smear.
Biking past us, smile
a long, beatific smear.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Complaint of Talk Radio
When the mad
act out
our vicious
truth,
the rest miss
the humor.
When the mad
act out
our vicious
truth,
the rest miss
the humor.
Labels: Right Wing Radio, Talk Radio, violence
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Thinking
of a little re-
minder of a fine
habit I'm trying
to suggest to me.
Local store sells
little animal figures
in pairs. Okay, 1 to
represent it on the frig.
Other? That's more
amending than desired
presently. Into a drawer
to resonate ducking
possibilities.
of a little re-
minder of a fine
habit I'm trying
to suggest to me.
Local store sells
little animal figures
in pairs. Okay, 1 to
represent it on the frig.
Other? That's more
amending than desired
presently. Into a drawer
to resonate ducking
possibilities.
Labels: self improvement
Saturday, January 08, 2011
Friday, January 07, 2011
The Legislators Recite The Constitution
A Freshman idea and no
one plays Send in the Clowns
as overture. But that's harsh.
Maybe the durable girl lends
resonance to grimy matters.
Chief of these economic:
Rich having scarfed
most of the pie.
They, of course, have done so
constitutionally. Mr Smith, though,
has come to Washington!
Their new best friend.
Labels: Legislators Recite Constitution
Thursday, January 06, 2011
The Freshman And His Oldest Friend
-So, you're telling me you haven't served a day yet
and you've already raised your reelection money?
-They also serve who only gad about this golden town,
leaving each soiree with a bushel of cash.
-Like, they're giving it to you out of love?
They want something back!
-Nothing to do with me.
-Gotta be.
-Nope. Leadership handles everything.
-And then tells you how to vote.
-You always put things so crudely.
-Bribery, once removed. Well, all that aside, you still
got a job to do. Constituent services for one.
-Old pros handle that. No need to get my hands dirty.
Same with boring committee nonsense.
-Looks to me that you'll be doing nothing!
-Talking. We've got a lovely mantra.
-A Parrot!
-With such pretty feathers!
-So, you're telling me you haven't served a day yet
and you've already raised your reelection money?
-They also serve who only gad about this golden town,
leaving each soiree with a bushel of cash.
-Like, they're giving it to you out of love?
They want something back!
-Nothing to do with me.
-Gotta be.
-Nope. Leadership handles everything.
-And then tells you how to vote.
-You always put things so crudely.
-Bribery, once removed. Well, all that aside, you still
got a job to do. Constituent services for one.
-Old pros handle that. No need to get my hands dirty.
Same with boring committee nonsense.
-Looks to me that you'll be doing nothing!
-Talking. We've got a lovely mantra.
-A Parrot!
-With such pretty feathers!
Labels: bribery.leadership, freshman legislator, fund raising, House of Representatives, special interests
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Rocco and Andy the Milkman
ANDY
You know I’m up anyway. 4 am every morning, but I haven't really slept lately.
ROCCO
You always look awful. Who's to tell?
ANDY
Like you're Rock Hudson? Oops, I can't say him.
ROCCO
Yes you can, if we're judging on looks. On macho code, I edge him out.
ANDY
Anyway, I listen to right wing crazies on the radio.
ROCCO
We shouldn’t scoff. They've taken over the House with foul-haired boys and girls. Are they gloating?
ANDY
Not a bit. Everything is till shit!
ROCCO
Oh well, crazy is a choice then. They could allow some happiness.
ANDY
They can’t knock it off. Maybe it’s the insanity surrounding them in commercials.
ROCCO
Yeah, the dick hardeners and prostate miracles.
All of it decked in gold.
ANDY
I could hide a bar under the yogurt.
ROCCO
Orwell said you put on a mask and
then your face grows to it.
ANDY
So it’s with them?
ROCCO
I don't know. They're too crazy.
Rocco and Andy frequently meet for an egg and pepper breakfast sandwich at Celebre's
ANDY
You know I’m up anyway. 4 am every morning, but I haven't really slept lately.
ROCCO
You always look awful. Who's to tell?
ANDY
Like you're Rock Hudson? Oops, I can't say him.
ROCCO
Yes you can, if we're judging on looks. On macho code, I edge him out.
ANDY
Anyway, I listen to right wing crazies on the radio.
ROCCO
We shouldn’t scoff. They've taken over the House with foul-haired boys and girls. Are they gloating?
ANDY
Not a bit. Everything is till shit!
ROCCO
Oh well, crazy is a choice then. They could allow some happiness.
ANDY
They can’t knock it off. Maybe it’s the insanity surrounding them in commercials.
ROCCO
Yeah, the dick hardeners and prostate miracles.
All of it decked in gold.
ANDY
I could hide a bar under the yogurt.
ROCCO
Orwell said you put on a mask and
then your face grows to it.
ANDY
So it’s with them?
ROCCO
I don't know. They're too crazy.
Rocco and Andy frequently meet for an egg and pepper breakfast sandwich at Celebre's
Labels: Right Wing Radio
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Inner Fires
At One AM, the moderator--
requested from another town--
announced discussion
closed. Good thing for all
of us had little breath left.
He saw no compromise path
and scheduled a vote
the following week.
That night a landslide
carried away the upper village.
A few day later I happened to meet an
agreeable party at the mud-splattered list
of deceased posted by the town clerk.
Soon, he was pounding my back, most
of the dead on their side: "We've won!"
Labels: local politics
Monday, January 03, 2011
Camp #
The superstitious hear
screaming
but it’s wind
through the ruins.
The village funded
a hospice nearby and
the very last of
that generation
passes quietly.
Labels: concentration camp
Sunday, January 02, 2011
The Director and the Drunk
-A ship is in the bomb!
-It's a wrap, everybody!
-But I said it wrong. I...
-Outa money. Producers murderous.
-But it'll sound foolish. I'll sound..
-We have computer program: move words around.
-But even then, the intonation!
-Does that too. Not a worry.
-I have my reputation to worry...!
-Not any more. John Barleycorn took it.
-See here!
-Go AA if you wanna work again.
-I'll kill myself and it's on you!
-Obits nice. Some good work. Early.
-A ship is in the bomb!
-It's a wrap, everybody!
-But I said it wrong. I...
-Outa money. Producers murderous.
-But it'll sound foolish. I'll sound..
-We have computer program: move words around.
-But even then, the intonation!
-Does that too. Not a worry.
-I have my reputation to worry...!
-Not any more. John Barleycorn took it.
-See here!
-Go AA if you wanna work again.
-I'll kill myself and it's on you!
-Obits nice. Some good work. Early.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
Young Man Between This and That
I go with Belle Canto a bit
but we split
due to her candying everything up.
Not facing our reality.
Down the pike floods Bertha Barker.
Yow! Iron voice and man-balls.
Figuratively speaking of course.
The oldsters start advising me. Say fun
ceasing for them counting more miscues.
"Use it before you lose it!"
Labels: singing
