Tuesday, December 25, 2018

 

Dated Hippie Tries Parody


Chestnuts roaring
on a roasting fire,


Jack Frost clawing
at my nuts.


Tiny Tots with their tablets aglow
shrieking at primitive figures
before they murder same. So?


Said before and further thus
what the hey!
This time For Real


Merry Freakin Christmas
anyway!

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Thursday, April 02, 2015

 

Fruitful Dialog


-We have become massively precise. I can tell you
when Eskimos shit, thus when not to send our
commercials though the frozen ether.

-Of course! Since a Cray spins at HQ. Plus each minion
possesses desktop, laptop, tablet, smartphone...on and on!

-The result being? By your cynical lights?

-We have become massively INCOMPETENT!

-You exaggerate.

-It’s an Art Form presently!

-Avant Garde or highly ritualized?

-Yes.

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Thursday, September 04, 2014

 

Divine Search Engine Etc


God has finally revealed to me that
He’s Google. “I didn’t think any
fuckin reason to keep it quiet
any longer.”

“God shouldn’t say fuckin.”

“Who are you to say? And it’s hardly the
first time: conduct of others being of
such great concern! I quote a nonbeliever:
Cultivate your own garden.”

I took the advice, and soon counted
a hundred offers for seeds on my tablet.

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Monday, June 02, 2014

 

Becoming Notified


Your new tablet chimes you alerts. Phils vs Mets,
each scoring play.

But a darker turn this moment at the hotel.

Delsey leaving you


Then the chimes in fairly rapid succession:

Girlfriend Mims in taxi

Picking out Delsey’s stuff from yours

Delsey claims she bought toaster oven

Given up on splitting goods

Mims says too much fuss anyway

Delsey says you’re not worth it

Mims agrees

Phones Two Vets and a Truck and will take it all

 
The chimes have lulled you, and Phils and Mets in
extra innings.

Howard home run wins it in 12 for Phils


Time to switch off.

Charge.

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