Thursday, December 27, 2018

 

Big Man Truly Loathes


Speaking of Himself


But pesky interviewers goad him further.
From out their common, persistent
HASH!

So he warms to dominant subject absurd-
ly FAST!

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Wednesday, October 31, 2018

 

Date



“In Economics, I’m afraid I’m
unrelentingly Austrian School!”

“More like Austrian FOOL!”
Mari had had enough.

Surprising Andre, since she
had been so quiet on this
first date arranged by sadistic
mutual friends.

The second surprise: She insisted
on another meeting!

“Thought I’d actually enjoy expressing
a few random thoughts about mySELF?”

He agreed with sudden grace.

Already planning the text cancelling out.

“Any stage being too small for  two
such wits!” he announced to Carol
at the office next day.

“Uh huh? Two MALE wits, I’d agree!”

“You women are a blatant CONSPIRACY!”

“Never forget it!”

“Where are the snows of yesteryear?”

Puzzling her, so he didn’t add “And
the girls who gush over obvious
brilliance?”










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Wednesday, October 24, 2018

 

The Self


-You wanna understand women?

-Profoundly!

-Then apply to someone with a lot
more social and sexual experience
than I!

-Not so wise a course. THEY babble!

-The Wages of Sin being Dementia?

-Something like that.

-So? Going Bananas always one’s
own fault?

-Conveniently! The rest of us simply
must move on!

-Justice to others being merely whatever
FEELS right?

-That never changes.

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Thursday, June 28, 2018

 

Mummies Still Found


No such thing as History.
Rather Continuing Present


kills 6 million Jews
as we speak


of ballscores and
Girls So Pretty


involved in the stands!
Trail of Tears, too, endless.


(Quite short in jollity that!)
Alexander the Great
In Pique


best friend newly murders.
His harrowing regret
remains dangerous


as we tweak
our errands
and calls.

And stores
and parts.


Impossible to sort all
that’s loaded on our carts!

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Thursday, November 09, 2017

 

The Man Who Avoided Just About Everything


MARRIED!

You'd think, then, the end of this
irresponsibility?

You'd be wrong. His wife went along,
only stepping in when the particular
case egregiously selfish.

As a result, he maintained about 80%
of his former avoidance.

You may surmise here that he lacked
character, for why not be mindful
of those who tackle those situations
he slides by?

So, others contribute to his luxury.

His shouldering friends often look
prematurely old and lost, as if looking
for something they forgot which.

I'm trying to get some guilt into
him here!

No use. Allow me this vulgarity:

He doesn't give a shit!

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Tuesday, October 31, 2017

 

Vote


The fussy corps
shown the door.

The new guy’s
dumb as shit.

In his view:

Genius of the Age!

Rage preceded
and will follow.

In Spades.

If then, all get
thoroughly pissed,

Impotence saves

the day.
Again.

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Wednesday, September 20, 2017

 

Future Rocks!


Word just received of the death of
Adam Sheeshman.

Frontman for group, Bomba Gibi.

His mangager, Lute Fen, to release
details soon.

(Please be patient with our researcher.
All male babies named Adam Sheeshman
during the presidency of Adam Sheeshman.

A numbering scheme was lost during
the Afro-Korean Wars.

The hope is that Mithatpasha Caddessi,
his media company, will clarify matters
with an extended biography later today.)

President Adam Sheeshman said
this at 7 AM:

“Musical Genius! I grew up on
Slutmax!  Know every word.”

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Sunday, September 03, 2017

 

No Business Like


-When you get famous, everybody
and everything serves to soothe
your ego!

-Be a welcome change! Since I’m
down in the dirt and dust alongside
the dogshit presently.

-Just wait. Patience.

-Uh huh? And even in my oh so
reduced and laughable state,
gunners are stalking me!

-Oh come on!

-My murder would be their Wheaties!

-“This is a required announcement:
Paranoia Warning...Paranoia Warning!”

-Oh yeah? Just one soft moment and
the dogs are shitting on ME!

-Forget all that! Someday, I’ll say I knew
you when!

-When’s a killer. All the whens. Killers!

-Just time.

-You can’t freakin relax!

-Will you never ever be happy?

-Speak English!

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Sunday, June 11, 2017

 

-Left off the desirable list!


-Something you did? Or, knowing
you, said?

-The latter I would guess.

-You do say some dreadful,
dreadful things!

-I think it's because I feel that I 

don't have much time left.

-So little time, so much
vituperation?

-Something like that.

-Well, you should do just
the opposite!

-Sunshiny?

-Ja wohl!

-No way! Those people get
shit on with great regularity.

-To a degree.

-Always! Sans balls!

-It's piping then?

-Everything!

-Well, yours is Rube Goldberg!

-Rube! Don't go! I love you!

-Twisted!

-That way you keep meeting
yourself.





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Friday, September 30, 2016

 

Outsized Fool as President?


Wouldn't be worst.

Core fanatics remind
somewhat of Jackson's.

Farmers smelling of sweat
and whiskey tromped mud
through the White House
in election celebration.

Scandalizing the genteel!

A lot of dishonest effort
in becoming genteel.

One gripes.

And grips!

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Saturday, September 10, 2016

 

The Question


-Somebody wrote somewhere you become
what you hate.

-Meaning I did?

-If the shoe fits...

-Hey! Way back when, I was all exaggeration
and hyperbole and totally full of myself.
Grew up is all!

-Oh yeah? What are you full of now?

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Saturday, October 10, 2015

 

Force of Nature, or Pain in the Ass?


Our Diva

When our Jeanetta goes full voice, we avoid her, naturally.

Our Diva! insists Mark, who sees little wrong anywhere.

The rest of us in self-preservation mode.

I remark that even her few harmonies now clash,
rubbing us crazy.

Mark says the rest of us crawl between heaven and earth,
while she mostly soars.

Uh huh? Leaving the gang battered once again.
We never learn.

The best parts of us don’t! insists Mark.

Then why don't you marry her?

It's forbidden by Heaven itself! A man must not
proceed to his death if he can help it.

He wants her declared a National Treasure!

We have other suggestions.

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Sunday, October 13, 2013

 

Images of You


Back to the burg for childhood intelligence

“You were the quiet one. Hardly a peep.
Thinking all the time. No wonder you do
all that science stuff now.”

“A hellion! Into everything! And that was
some brassy mouth for a kid! You never
knew what was coming outa it.”

Complaining to a friend later of these
opposing views.

“Well, we go by the preponderance of evidence.
Weighing this against that. Then make our minds up.”

“But never getting the real me! The true me!”

“Excuse me, but the rest of us have lives.
You get attention for the time we can spare.”

“Never enough.”

“Live with it! God also too busy, even for
your highlight reel.”

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

 
Ego Subsumes

Its fuel others,their
notions. Never
measuring up.

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