Wednesday, May 31, 2017

 

Evolved Depiction


Death not the dude in
dark robe and sandals,
extruding scythe.

But a shapeless immensity
of appointment cards.

I’m invited to crawl
over it, looking for mine.

No go this time.

So attend the rave
our gang puts on.
All us retards!

Minus a couple of names.






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Tuesday, February 19, 2013

 

Time

Libertarians should strike
its tyranny. The rest of us in
default submission to tiny

blocks on calendars
or insistent programs
from irritating computers.

Thus be in such and such place
at such and such time or suf-

fer manifold consequences for
violating the Coordinates God.

Why not say meet me under
the big busted clock,
or by the statue

of Whatisface, one?
And leave the hour blank?

Thus communicate the details
telepathically. How will that work?
Better than now? Something must.

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