Tuesday, May 31, 2022

 

Raps


Whatever! put in Rust.

Whichever? shrugs

Lil: It's a Wrap!

she brightens.


Perhaps yes,

perhaps no!

emphasizes 


Mrs Snow.

Learning Time 


for the moment,

and that she's,

 

again, 

trapped.


By it, them,

and the self

 

that she must 

hug with-

out a word.








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Wednesday, March 30, 2022

 

Almost Screaming,

Murph informs Tilly that "I Don't give a shit what you or anybody else says! You're my woman now and I'm your man! And I can wait it out FOREVER!"

She whispers "Who said anything about Waiting?"

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Brown-Eyed

 


Getch nearly takes the door off its hinges, so

angry he forgot the last thing he wants to say to…


"…straighten me out?" Dianne softly laughs,

push-rocking a heavy kitchen chair to a spot

where sun gets in. Mr Brown Eyes arrives to place


his head upon her lap. His clicking along

the tiles still hangs in the air now. Somehow…


You’ll be disappointed too. I forgot to buy your 

box of treats rushing back for the asinine fight!


But he just wants to be with her.




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Tuesday, March 29, 2022

 

one morn

 

Give her blathering

no credence then so she

tells me check my impedance

& underpants i'm not that informed

i her say you're getting there she intones cutely

observe this bone! i josh she missed it so

she lies her strongest suit some beauty!

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Sunday, November 18, 2018

 

Present and Future Odds


-You and Gwennie are pegged at 7-1.
-Not bad!
-Especially since you’re both coming
off horrendous breakups.
-I weathered the humiliating storm;
I can’t speak for her.
-And please don’t start. My tipsheet say
you’re a bit of a controler.
-She’s so sweet that she invites same.
-Uh huh? But they really like your
ability to forgive.
-That’s sheer bullshit. My grudge
against my cheating former will
never ever end!
-Excuse me while I get this call,
Ooops! 9-1 presently.
-Tell them to go f-
-I’m buying in for thousand!
-Hey! That’s YOUR addiction!
-What’s yours?
-Making a total asshole outa myself!
-For LOVE!
-Always a lousy bet.
-Not this time. Got money riding on
you two beauties.
-That’s hardly the right noun.
-Romeo and Juliet!
-Uh huh! So-called Literature crowded
by tragic loves!
-Not THIS one. For the Ages!
-And the farmer took another load away!
-You’re my moneymaker!
-Why not? Money being shit like
everything else,

-How can Gwennie stand you?
-She’s in it for the money.
-What money?
-You’ll share your payoff, as will
the others.
-Sounds crooked!
-Ah yes!

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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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Monday, October 01, 2018

 

Signifying Arrangement


With A zonked out
on sleeping pills,
he drove to B.
Returning when
she so slowly woke.
Seven days a week.
An independent consultant,
he worked from both homes.
And when A almost decided
to break off the pills, proved
warm and supportive and
completely loving.


But agreed with physicians, “No.”
Not a hypocritical decision:
Hardly a Republican.
And when he died--had fought
a lifetime disease--both


women got their homes,
and equal amounts
of cash and stocks.
Best of friends...now.
More things in
Heaven and Earth
than are dreamt of
in your philosophy.
Hamlet being right-on,
his time and ours.

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Monday, September 24, 2018

 

I just know that she’s impossible!


I get teased about my robot girlfriend.
“Emily Bronte.”
Writer when it meant something.
The Programmer seems bent (Stop
right there!) on reviving such an
era, for I must submit my criticisms
of her in narrative form.
Most focus on her coldness.

His criticism of me, and hers, is that
I fail at warming her up.

Maybe I do, but I’ve tried everything!
Up(?) to the level of silly, impromptu
gifts. So juvenile and embarrassing!
Can one apply “frigid” to a robot?
At any rate, she has driven me
irredeemably nuts, and I probably
should consider other builds.
Another Emily looks promising, Dickinson.
But, my Emily has gotten wind of it,
and turns frantic!
She claims she’ll do anything to
keep me.
Anything!
Enter the sexy and romantic Emily.

Wow!
Next month pure ice again. Uh huh?
My narrative to the Programmer leaves
nothing out of this craziness!
Sordid pages and pages!
Then he comes up with the

BIG REVEAL!
She’s really a human female woman, and I’M the robot.
Build Number M-51186921, Raymond Chandler.
I’m offered robot molls from his novels.
Such sexy ones!
But I simply cannot leave my Emily!




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Saturday, September 22, 2018

 

Situation


I have absolute open sesame at a usually forbidding bureaucracy.
Walter, the Head, and I have frequently
straightened things out.
This time we make short work of my
double-knotty problem!
“We’re done here!” announces he.
“Courier delivers new papers to you
this afternoon.”
I tell him I’m genuinely grateful!
“Now you can do ME a favor.”
Of course, but proves a strange one!
A Lou Harker gone missing, like,
maybe permanently! The Bureau
must restore him somehow.
I’m to be him for a few extra minutes.
A young couple comes, and I assent
to what they say.


All gobbledygook and I nod...when
not issuing a genial yes!
Easy, but the ambient quite surprises!
Love flows from the couple and even
those nearby. I feel lifted.
The warmth all but overwhelming!
In the air long after the couple leaves,
so I can’t help but remark on it when
Walter comes back with coffee and
Danish for us both.
“Yeah, Lou such a peach, everybody
instantly loves him. That atmosphere
enveloped you. Not that you’re
NOT nice! As am I. But the two of us
wouldn’t make one Lou!”
Pretty great when you get love and
not studied diffidence.
I’ve had some opportunities to be Lou again and  jumped at them!
And yeah I know it’s wrong, unmeasured, and I’m being
ridiculous!
But now his girlfriend, Melody, has
insinuated the picture offering to
instruct me.
We’ve been out a few times.
She is mega mega cute!
Well...okay..so...I know!
Short of it is
JUST CAN’T STOP!

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Sunday, September 16, 2018

 

Her Ways


Mark refused to get up, so they sent
for Glorsy.
She told him he stunk, and that did it!
Her thing: Tough Love, but to herself,
not.
Indulged and babied Hers Truly!
Infant in us all, to greater or lesser.
Pleased! Delighted, even.
Rarely cries.

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Monday, June 18, 2018

 

The Woman Who Maintained She Didn’t Give a Rat’s Ass


-Save in passion!
insisted her literate boyfriend.
-You’ve noticed! Finally!
-I believe so. I’m...never quite sure
just WHAT I’m noticing with you.
-Easy! My complete abandonment to the grimy-
low-down gods of seedy and disgraceful love.
-All THAT?
-Go further with that thread!...when YOU’RE
merely getting your rocks off!
-I’m doing such, but with an overwhelming
ardor for you the whole time!
-Uh huh? Sounds like a love poem, or
some other sheer bullshit!
-What more can I do to make you believe
that I…?
-Just never lose your role in the battalion of
sexual morons!
-Yes Commander!

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Tuesday, May 01, 2018

 

Friends Into Theology


-Where were you when we walked
on the moon?
-Alive.
-That vague?
-That’s me. Will I recall more clearly
in Heaven, do you suppose?
-I think it’s always a golden present
tense there. Quite lovely!
-Good coffee? Can I order Kona?
-Think of it, it appears!
-Being good was tough. You need
nice coffee!
-Of course, we might be barking up
the wrong tree. Heaven, like, completely
spiritual!
-Sounds like Hell!
-Don’t be flip!
-I thought I was.


-Your nickname, but you know what
I mean!
-Will I be able to continue my great love
there with my Jennifer?
-The spiritual aspects.
-Those aren’t the ones I’m thinking of.
-No!
-How do I transfer? I mean the roasted-
ass bit probably a myth. Hell might be
a better fit for the two of us.
-You can’t speak for Jen.
-God himself better not try THAT!

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