Friday, August 31, 2012
Write finis to GOP. Convention.
The tumult and the shouting slides,
the captains and their queens set out.
Visiting Whores report terrific outcomes
midst the less connected. Speeches
better this cycle, full of passion-
ate lies. Oh well, back home for
truly funny Caucasians. To wand
wombs and force some lazy
bastards off the dole. For
old Montanan, spitting high
concepts to a laughing horse.
Labels: Abortion, GOP Convention, Welfare
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Order From Campaign
“Ideas getting on people’s nerves. Time to cast a light!
Fetch a sinner from the list.”
Labels: campaign, negative advertising
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
The Senator Explains
The Trio. "Hell, we
won't kill you!
Unless insisting on
obnoxious blather,
rather set you free to
pursue the slimiest buck.
But not to forget who
makes it all possible.
Mastercard or Paypal fine.
But cash preferred.
Even to women.”
Labels: liberty, life, pursuit of happiness, senator
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Nothing Ever Works
nor will,
but that
resonance
you sense
is our core
purring in self
evidence.
Monday, August 27, 2012
The Development of Man
Swiftboating proved lowest.
Citizens United opens
the sluice
to truth
as we know it.
Swiftboating proved lowest.
Citizens United opens
the sluice
to truth
as we know it.
Labels: Citizens United, swiftboating
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Fledge Pledgers
Presently sending mild
emails full of babytalk
and animated hearts. In
greater gawks, infantile.
Name a pair not.
At least in part.
Labels: babytalk, email, Romance
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Wacky Bits
A Mormon employed to explicate
it. Annoyed in finally stating “Hey!
There are wacky bits
to every religion.”
Indeed so. And theologians fit-
ting them to a system rendering
the whole skatingly insane.
Labels: Christian, Mormon, religion, theology
Friday, August 24, 2012
Two Oldddd Senators
-The House sends over its claptrap!
-Since it's a Republican House...
-Then Republican Claptrap
-And when it's Democrat?
-Democratic Claptrap obviously
-And in the 2% event they get it together?
-Bipartisan Claptrap.
Labels: bipartisan, Democrat;, House of Representatives, Republican, senate
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Round and Round
the Classical Sound
leaks classical gas.
So the young clamp
campified masks.
This bizarre dichotomy
scandalizes aficionados
till it becomes
the new normal
which then goes...
the Classical Sound
leaks classical gas.
So the young clamp
campified masks.
This bizarre dichotomy
scandalizes aficionados
till it becomes
the new normal
which then goes...
Labels: camp, classical music
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Short History With Requisite Ironies
Upon his last divorce
the marriage counselor
threw it in, moving
to a studio in Pennsauken. (cue
Thousand and One Nights slide.)
Thousand TV channels, too,
hardly soothed him, reruns
of My Mother the Car sufficing
for the raw jail sentence he
felt deserving of. A cleaning
lady once a month set
him free to go into Philly
and a ball game. He’d
return somewhat drunk
and toast his exes before
wrestling sleep. Also,
Truth and Beauty. Personnel
honcho of Wawa Stores HQ
in Wawa, PA finally tabbed his
background as priceless in
handing disputes arising mid
coffee makers and cashiers.
The first day a flash flood took
his car and it couldn’t be found.
Trooper Kip Stoltzfus told him
not to worry. Couldn’t search all
the streams while it still poured.
Fire truck carried him to an AAA
motel across from Granite Run Mall.
Action News! sought an interview
but he shivered under blankets.
Upon his last divorce
the marriage counselor
threw it in, moving
to a studio in Pennsauken. (cue
Thousand and One Nights slide.)
Thousand TV channels, too,
hardly soothed him, reruns
of My Mother the Car sufficing
for the raw jail sentence he
felt deserving of. A cleaning
lady once a month set
him free to go into Philly
and a ball game. He’d
return somewhat drunk
and toast his exes before
wrestling sleep. Also,
Truth and Beauty. Personnel
honcho of Wawa Stores HQ
in Wawa, PA finally tabbed his
background as priceless in
handing disputes arising mid
coffee makers and cashiers.
The first day a flash flood took
his car and it couldn’t be found.
Trooper Kip Stoltzfus told him
not to worry. Couldn’t search all
the streams while it still poured.
Fire truck carried him to an AAA
motel across from Granite Run Mall.
Action News! sought an interview
but he shivered under blankets.
Labels: divorce, marriage counseling, marrriage
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
The Epic of The Missouri Republican
I sing of Hillbilly Gynecology
and the Champion who, perforce,
must fall upon his sword.
I sing of Hillbilly Gynecology
and the Champion who, perforce,
must fall upon his sword.
Labels: Akin, Legitimate Rape, Missouri Republican
Monday, August 20, 2012
Two flee the catty Arts
for farming, real, dirt, not
Gentleman. Traverse mud-
dy fields for planting, bosky
dells for mushrooms. They
advance in this rough trade
when one, alas, passes.
Media dwells on former career and
mentions "long-time companion"--
no tough deal in the blue states. In
reds, a fact imagined like mosques.
Labels: arts, blue state, farming, red state, sexuality
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Crazy-making
Once relying on Health Store
nostrums, now on four pre-
scription meds. Latest,
after gastric-horror-night,
the TV-touted purple pill
delivering symptoms
intended to block.
Or in Country: Gives
yuh what’all yuh got.
Crazy-making!
Need move to deepest
West Virginia woods,
grinding herbs together
with a grannywoman
chanting up to the–-Wow!--
stars.
Once relying on Health Store
nostrums, now on four pre-
scription meds. Latest,
after gastric-horror-night,
the TV-touted purple pill
delivering symptoms
intended to block.
Or in Country: Gives
yuh what’all yuh got.
Crazy-making!
Need move to deepest
West Virginia woods,
grinding herbs together
with a grannywoman
chanting up to the–-Wow!--
stars.
Labels: grannywoman, herbs, meds, purple pill, side effects, West Virginia
Saturday, August 18, 2012
The Change
With your silly friends,
turning sillier even as
they look to you to hold
things checked. You must
release, though, making
lame jokes, concocting
as trivial gossip. Oh,
well, occasional, but THEY...!
Uh huh? Don't judge. Only
get ridiculous when
chances pop up.
Chameleon?
Who’s not?
Labels: Chameleon, friends, release, silly
Friday, August 17, 2012
The Candidates Speak
Darlings of Patricians
and, On High, those in
the religion rackets. Such
sly love from wackos unneeded,
for we can really afford our
own politicians,
and indulgences.
Labels: bribery, patrician, religion in politics
Thursday, August 16, 2012
GOP Future
-So we rebadge as The Ayn Randian Party?
-Like, immediately!
-Sorta rolls off the tongue.
-We can jettison the Ayn. The old broad won't care.
-How 'bout the traditional Republicans and their Party
of Lincoln jazz?
-Marginalized, like him.
-And the Party of Moochers? Can we rebadge them thusly?
-Won't hafta. Evident to all fairminded men and women.
-We have those?
-Not many, thank God.
-So a platform of enlightened selfishness.
-Skip the enlightened. Not a highschool civics class.
-End government as we've known it!
-Let's not go crazy. She's got wondrous, thumping tits.
-We latch on to the Right one. How 'bout the Left?
-Why we suck so hard, other goes dry!
-After all’s said and done, I can’t tell you how
much I enjoy feeling like an obnoxious prick!
-Bingo!
Labels: Ayn Rand, GOP future
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Out!
-That's the first Pro-Business budget I've seen here!
-What about Grandma?
-Fuck her crumbling bones! Let her fuckin die!
-Thought we're gonna throw her under the bus?
-Either/or.
-Or either?
-What are you wonking about now?
-Well, three alternative actually presented.
-Out!
Labels: budget, Grandma, pro business, under the bus, wonk
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Latest Wunderkind
drove a frankfurter
and quotes Ayn.
Marxists do with
mopeds or the like,
vehicles not foolish,
rather utilitarian.
Che had similar
but ultimately
snuffed by hotdog
fanatics
still ruling the world
if you can bear looking.
drove a frankfurter
and quotes Ayn.
Marxists do with
mopeds or the like,
vehicles not foolish,
rather utilitarian.
Che had similar
but ultimately
snuffed by hotdog
fanatics
still ruling the world
if you can bear looking.
Labels: Ayn Rand, Marxism, Oscar Mayer
Monday, August 13, 2012
Mobility Viewed Fairly
The porch runs off the dining room at the club.
Four or five tables serviced by one waiter.
On the first shift, Stepin Fetchit; the second,
Hustling Mickey.
Mickey goes on to the junior college, university,
Medical. Interning in Anaesthesiology.
Stepin still fetchin.
Mickey's place is taken by Lilly White, a waitress
so pretty she'll snare a member.
Great! Part of the American Way. She’ll rule
The Dance Committee someday, origins
all but forgotten.
Labels: class, social mobility
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Tale of etc
The woman who didn't know
what time it was, and cared
precisely, consulted instruments
of the horological sort, but
they couldn't agree. Obsession
couldn't buy truth as she saw it.
Physicians summoned, one by
one. Finally came a genius who
transcended mere occupation,
bringing an atomic clock. "This
is more accurate than God,"
announced he. "What final good
is it to split hairs?" cried she,
"And then split the split
and so on." Old priest then
enters the learned melee.
"You can't be pleased by man
nor exactitude!" he thunders.
She answers that it’s no use
thundering when there's tea.
"The others are so cold,” she
informs, dealing
a Lorna Doone.
Labels: clock, faith, precision, science, time
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Youthe and elde oft at debaat
Youngsters spotlight
hypocrisy and hell-
ish lies of elders. Deny-
ing sin lurks within
acne-ravaged shells also,
they'll grow up nonetheless.
Demarcation line
being initial fish-
y look thrown by
a younger person at
totally fair utterance.
Labels: generation gap, old, young
Friday, August 10, 2012
The Subtext of Tunes
-(sings) I swapped my horse and dog for you.
-That went how?
-Not so hot. Missed them terribly.
-What did you...?
-Why, swapped back!
-And how did Sue feel about it?
-Ecstatic.
Labels: relationship, Sioux City Sue, tunes
Thursday, August 09, 2012
The Board
-Hey! He's member of the board and allowed to speak.
-Stupid boyscout! Naive to the nth degree.
-Okay, what did he say?
-Gotta gather myself. Here goes: He he he says...
-Go on.
-(paralyzing laughter) says says says...
-Get a grip!
-(burst) that we should consider the moral dimension of every decision!
-I use the expression Total Asshole sparingly, but it's warranted in this case.
Labels: board, board meeting, Capitalism, corruption
Wednesday, August 08, 2012
Lying, Hypocrisy, Pose, Gall, Conceit!
Like we’re all innocent?
So what
that the politician
more magnificent?
When at the deadly
curtain, he thrusts
you from the spotlight,
God hears of his feistiness
and laughingly approves.
You’re brought up,
He nods absently.
Labels: heaven, modesty, politics
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Senior Operatives
-Chief task is reigning in our Crazies.
-Don't you think what you call Crazies are
those who hold our core beliefs more deeply
and fervently? With greater fire! Just a question
of taste and dated decorum.
-No, I think they're fuckin crazy!
-Chief task is reigning in our Crazies.
-Don't you think what you call Crazies are
those who hold our core beliefs more deeply
and fervently? With greater fire! Just a question
of taste and dated decorum.
-No, I think they're fuckin crazy!
Labels: fringe, politics, radical, true believer
Monday, August 06, 2012
The Particular Anxiety
laughs at efforts
to delay or hood-
wink. Hardly an
anxious laugh,
rather so patient-
ly knowing as
to doom
us anew.
laughs at efforts
to delay or hood-
wink. Hardly an
anxious laugh,
rather so patient-
ly knowing as
to doom
us anew.
Labels: anxiety
Saturday, August 04, 2012
In a Down Time
-So fuckin bored I’m watching Hitler’s Hemorrhoids
on The History Channel.
-They bleeding yet?
-After the commercials: Gold and Testosterone.
-Get yourself a golden dick?
-That wouldn’t help. No woman wants a loser,
no matter how shiny his penis.
-I’ll come over after work. We’ll go to a ballgame.
-Yeah and sit in the lonely bachelors’ section.
-It’s a condition we can’t help.
-At least you work.
-You’re unemployed in a lousy time. Hardly your fault.
-Yes it is! As is most of the trouble in the world!
-That’s grandiosity. We’re merely extras in
a rotten movie.
-Maybe we’ll be discovered. Become stars!
-By who?
-The crazy faggot director! Who else?
-Why chance it? Our fame will carry a cost worst
than death!
-Well you are a pretty boy, Floyd.
-Ever tell you how much you resemble Ma Barker?
Labels: bachelors, depression, gold, testosterone, unemployment
Friday, August 03, 2012
Image
-When I lived on a river in Florida, dolphins
played outside the window.
-They have larger brains. Inside the quantum
trillions of possible universes, they rule one.
With humans kept around for amusement.
-Sorta tough to do from the water.
-Oh they've come to land by then.
-Like to see one in an Armani suit.
Labels: dolphin, multiverse, quantum
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Hedge Funder at Starbucks on
the Laybouts as Art History Majors
Need to know
Van Gogh?
Cezanne and Frogs?
Plus the Pop frauds?
Showboat Dali? All
necessarily pale
next to Derivatives.
Wall Street Wheel flies
apart periodically. So?
Nature of the Beast. Required
then are spokes. These
could be trained once
nonsense drained.
Labels: art, Art History, derivatives, Hedge Fund, Starbucks, Wall Street
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
The Law of Intended Consequences
-Last form I downloaded crashed my computer!
Decided on a new one, but salesman couldn't
guarantee it wouldn't...
-If he did, wiggle room would get him out of it
in the event of the same disaster. Covering your
ass is the greatest accomplishment of our time.
-Anyway, decided to come to you instead.
Steer me through the bureaucratic maze.
But why on earth have they made it so...?
-Money in complexity. Thus is added layer upon
layer. A man's grasp should exceed his reach!
...or do I have that bass-ackwards? The language
was so confusing when Browning said it.
If she did.
-I thought that the idea of privatizing so
much was supposed to streamline things,
drive down taxes. They've quadrupled!
-Be careful what you believe in. Have you
finished signing the forms?
-All twenty six!
-We've managed to hold that number down.
-And now you can help me with my so simple
request?
-Many here worked for the company in question.
They know the pulleys and gears and their
infinite arrangements.
-You've not mention a fee and I've been
steeling myself to hear it.
-Nothing. A service of your government.
-You mean you're...? Isn't that topsy-turvey?
I mean you once employed a private firm
to get you through the governmental hoops.
-All's one now, isn't it?
Labels: bureaucracy, privatization
