Monday, September 30, 2019
High Swerve
I like Classic
Art
Channel,
pretty much
all, but
those screeching
soprano parts
(Think horrible car
brakes!) so rake
the nerves and
rigidfy my balls!
Sunday, September 29, 2019
Relationship in 2 Statements, Nod, Smile
HE
I was wrong,
you were right,
and who gives
a shit?
SHE
(nods)
HE
You were wrong,
I was right,
and who gives...
SHE
(smile)
Saturday, September 28, 2019
Conditions
-Elephantitus of the ding-dong!
-Christ! What does Girlfriend think?
-Insatiably! Wearing away.
-Not right! Should be shared.
-Yeah, could handle a whole womens’ prison!
-Not WHY bad ladies are there!
-A convent, then?
-O ye of little faith!
-How much IS it?
-What?
-Faith. It must have its price, no?
-Your Thought System is an absolute horror!
-Isn’t it ALL? Folks?
World-wide?
Every freakin bit?
Friday, September 27, 2019
Artsy-Fartsy?
-Her big thing
an etching of
a pancake in
inks the color
of the puke of
Austrian midgets!
Then she...
-Whoa! Need time
to process that!
Puke OF...?
-Don't bother!
Life is short
and the shit we
say is seldom
worth our drool
in saying it!
-I thought you just
had a low opinion
of YOURSELF.
-I'm equal oppor-
tunity scorner.
-At any rate please
expend a bit more
drool in her case.
-Well her usual
thing is corpulent
female nudes
in lush garbage-y
hues.
-Don't know which
of her modes'd
actually strike me.
-It's all crap but
the pancake travels
widely. In Frankfurt
presently!
-Show named
"World Views
of Food?"
-Close enough,
but more abstract-y-
bull-shitty.
-Can't wait to see
her masterpiece
when it graces
our disgusting
shores once
more!
-Nothing is easier
than waiting
for nothing.
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Vow...then WOW!
Ginger, Mac, and Hog-
Lady 2 vow to banish
piddling
existential crisis
from their lives.
Done for them with
FLOOD!
Extraordinary Dis-
aster! Swept, equally
extraordinary trio,
so away way way!
Such a loss!
Check high funeral
details on
Hog Lady 1's
website.
$1 which
she's contributing
to Red Cross...
half.
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
Of Mice and Men
I'm Joe-Joe and I
convened with Karen
and Lil to...
well convened heavy,
especially since
there'd been
some drinking.
Anyway we
came up with
a plan! Announced
gleefully in a group
call to Renton
(who's as asshole-
formal as his name.)
Hey! BECAUSE he
fucked up everything
this year thus far, we
had met as a committee
and voted on his present
project after
much experienced discussion.
In short, we knew our shit!
And, as a result, mapped out
a course even HE...!
Well...uh...guess what?
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Clean Quirk
Max-O grew up
with maiden aunts
who stressed
scrubbing!
Especially near
his little peepee.
As an adult
he possesses
the cleanest area
there
imaginable!
But accepts less
than sterile friends.
Who
honest-to-God
love him!
Does the clean
quirk add
or detract?
Hard to see
any formula
in great
affection!
No! Really!
Monday, September 23, 2019
See-Saw
"I see," pro-
claimed flatly,
Rail-Head.
Who truly
saw nothing.
As a life-long
habit. How
he loved
the phrase
as it fell.
Feel of it
falling like music!
Hey!
Why so pleased
with what we
can't do?
What else?
You'd rather Hell?
Sunday, September 22, 2019
A Good, Uh?
-You know what? You’re a Good Shit!
-Thanks...I think.
-Always been!
-They also serve who only
resemble satisfactory bodily
functions?
-When we were young, a quick
non-aesthetic dump before
imaginary glory!
-Still imagined, but real to
our somewhere disciplined
minds!
-We behave better. And shit
equivalently. Ah! Therefore,
since you are…?
-By metaphorical extension:
something that exits the anus,
I must shrug.
-Lovely then and thus, too, on its…
-Beautiful Journey!
-Well put!
-You make me like myself!
-Greater love hath no man!
Since it’s deserved.
-Great! But SOMEDAY I’ll wish upon
a star.
-Good luck with that Vast-Out-There,
but Heaven’s on EARTH!
-Within our actual precincts?
-Lovely zones! Mr Bones.
Saturday, September 21, 2019
Trio--e o
1-We are the men
who held out!
2-Hail!...I nearly
believe.
3-But I'm a Woman!
1-Not that anybody
notices.
-2 Can a person hide and be
highly acknowledged?
1-We do it!
2-Here! Now!
3-Give the world
more time!
1-So it discovers
what it's missing?
2-More or less.
3-Less than less!
Friday, September 20, 2019
EXTREMES!
-Let's see now...
you're an anxious
wreck anyway.
-Fair enough.
-So, set up a
situation that'd
stress the iciest
among us and...
-Don't I? Didn't I?
But why?
-To finally test you?
Acidly? Prove you're
a man and not a horribly
Nervous Nellie?
-Experiment more
than suicidal!
-I'm taking away the
sharp knives!
-Why am I such
an idiot?
-Profound question!
Especially as applied
to every damn one
of us!
-As bad as I? Really?
-Well, that's going
a bit far.
-I can't stand out
anywhere?
Thursday, September 19, 2019
Views
She: Vaginal Babies grab
some needed microbes
on the trip down the
hairy-mucous chute!
He: I see.
She: Judging from that face,
you smell too!
-Perhaps your choice of words...?
-I'm a Cunt speaking of cunts.
-Mayhaps bit more than required.
-Your mother should face
justice for the way she
raised you!
-Mummy is Love!
-Jesus! The waste!
-Sex isn't all!
-Could've fooled me!
Wednesday, September 18, 2019
Ducks on Ponds
Suz, Ricks,
and Joe-Forgive-
Me!
Separately
got the ducks
on the pond.
Also separately,
each feathered hope
drowned.
WHAT NOW?
Same old shit
believing in
futures.
Morons!
Like you
(though in this
limited way.)
Once a sucker,
well you can
truly depend
on acerbic Suz,
left-footed Ricks,
Accelerating Joe-
Forgive-Me.
Hey! Forgive selectively!
Jeez! Too many ponds
and tons of
Duck Shit. So,
don't plan!
You're better off
waiting
with nothing--
and that's literal--
in your head!
Stop reading here.
You simply
won't comprehend
further.
Chance for love!
Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Woman, Elegant
-She was a Woman of Elegance!
Think teacup. Bone China and
very nearly transparent.
-Thus a kind of esoteric beauty?
-Not of this earth of gross and
too-large gesture. Greasy chin,
farting whether rhythmic or
dissonant!
-Could she laugh with the girls?
-Too ugly a scene for one of such
natural delicacy! Passing around
penis snaps! Forgive them!
-Too bad. It relieves some to imitate
the worst conduct in men.
-Be impossible for her!
-Whatever happened in one
so over-lovely in her sweet
precision.
-Died.
-My God! How?
-Shattered!
-What’s that like physically?
-What it sounds like.
-Then she made a mess at the
very end?
-Don’t we all?
Monday, September 16, 2019
Love
puts in a toilet
together.
The years of grime
surrounding now
on their dime.
Is there dressup love?
Can be
but all that preening
lacks something
somehow.
That true soil
and stinks
and, yes,
sweat
reacts to.
Sunday, September 15, 2019
Language
-I beg your hardon!
-Would you could!
-But I never promised
you a rope garden.
-That for sissies?
-Sisals rather.
-You Jutes are all the same!
-Constantly fuck with language
and what’s left?
-The language, including sharps
and flats.
-I heard a pretty girl is like a melody.
-Helps if her name’s Melody?
-What’re the odds?
-Ten to one in Temperate Zones.
-If only I can win and buy Sisal!
-What good language only for winning?
-No good!
-For itself only?
-Amen!
-Or Bingo?
-Choose!
Saturday, September 14, 2019
Wrapped Up!
The person who died.
T,
having figured it all
out!
Objective view:
Fool!
Figured nothing out
but a touting
scenario of air!
Ho! Now,
so true up
a little Bal-
ance for your-
self?
Too much
extreme
bother!
How the Fear
Machines buzz
on about all of
THAT!
Boring the rest
of us
to--No Shit!--
actual
tears.
Friday, September 13, 2019
Bewitched, Bothered, Behooved
Cindy has discovered it
behooves her
to do such and such.
It has proved a month
of behooving.
So much so
that she forgets life
before extensive
behooving.
She actually cries
thinking of the un-
behooved.
Well, her sensitivity
's so rife it's a joke
in her gang. And
gang not figure
of speech.
They beat up
a bus driver!
Thursday, September 12, 2019
Marshmallows At Ten Feet
-Looks like Social Media
has completely taken over!
-With its so-called leaders
and apparent over-
complexities?
-Lock, stock, and
barrel-head!
Prepared
to totally and
completely change?
-What CHANGE?
Spread bullshit in
all directions, hammer
it to foil...
-Amen amen I say to
you: Love the Artsy-Fartsy!
-...and you still got bullshit!
-Thank God! Our
UNIVERSAL!
-LIFE its shit-smeared self!
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Regular Guy as Vanishing Species
-Thomas Wolf said that
we walk the Streets of Life
alone!
-Pretty much, but since
you're wearing raggedy
shorts anyway,
sit down on that filth-
y curb to share a brewski.
-Done! And talk low
politics, high...whatever,
and cunt-actresses?
-Or, more seriously, why
we can't get girlfriends!
-Hey! They get their choice!
I'd pick neither of us--that's
for sure.
-Because we're not
handsome?
-Your gift for understatement.
-You...burp and fart
an awful lot.
-Enjoyably!
Tuesday, September 10, 2019
Growing Out
So
Rosenberg
says
we're too
addlepated,
hateful...
and our perverse ACE,
Bone Lazy
for Democracy!
HE didn't say
we'd rather shit
in our pants
than expend some
civilized effort.
Oh well! At bottom
you must believe
as Whitman
THE PEOPLE YES!
And then grow up
enough
to help out.
Monday, September 09, 2019
Hooked
Addicted
to addiction, he!
When a new one
swept in, be-
coming the mode,
didn't he swallow it,
simultaneously
ruining his buds.
When so serious
a man
somehow obtained
a girlfriend,
oh well! No bargains
each way
as both play
the crazy card.
Sunday, September 08, 2019
A Woman of Generic Secrets
Who knew
applicable
possibilities
which she
dramatized.
Upsetting some
inside her smirk-
ing ways.
Often laughed
at her sub-
jects repeatedly.
As they sought
footing.
Her husband
shrugged
complaints and
uneasiness off,
exclaiming that
If the foo shits...!
Never clarify-
ing that odd form.
As a couple
they devised
discomfort.
Naturally.
Saturday, September 07, 2019
War & What Have You?
"It was as if no war had been fought, or to put it more bluntly, as if the war that was fought was fought for no good reason. For nothing has changed; everything is as it was at the beginning save for the graves of those who, it now appears, have fought for a trifle:...Lake Erie and Fort McHenry will go into the American history books, Queenston Heights and Crysler's Farm into the Canadian, but without the gore, the stench, the disease, the terror, the conniving, and the imbecilities that march with every army." Pierre Berton
2,4,6,8!
who do we appreciate?
Fellow imbeciles, fellow bodies
and connivers.
But most especially those
who died
for nothing!
Would that you could live again
in order to die again. So
never mind the rutty
patriotic stinks…
which can’t be wrong! Hey!
Pestilence such a small price to pay!
Cheek to jowl
with the stirring songs!
Or howls.
Friday, September 06, 2019
The Man Who Became a Woman
For a day.
Jennifer and Angel
helped him dress,
make up.
Midge coached him
in saying truly
asshole things!
Uh huh? Loaded
experiment.
Plenty of laughs since
he usually chewed nails
and shit bullets!
Feminine attributes zip.
So why bother?
Why bother anything?
Some see benefit,
or humor.
Hey now! No shit
we must do SOMETHING!
No conversation
without subjects,
yes?
Thursday, September 05, 2019
Drop Prayer, Turn Wrench
Pope Francis
solo-stuck in
Vatican
Elevator!
So?
Heaven itself
takes maintenance!
Won’t find
that activity
prosaic
midst Cherubs,
rosy etc in
the timeless Art!
Why not?
Since,
in a way,
it’s a higher
form!
Wednesday, September 04, 2019
Placing
-Got a pretty studio
with great river view!
-Stow it for Martha
and Jack! No damn
water! Floods and
frequently stinks!
-Well I'm in a quandary!
-Hey, climb out. Just
dump me in the most
social neighborhood!
-Butterfly, you?
-Opposite. It's
required med
to have these
beaming goodies
pulling at me.
-And all the while...?
-I contemplate deaths
for them painful and
bizarre!
-In a place full of oddballs...!
-Without even trying!
