Monday, September 28, 2015
When
Deciding
-That choice is a real beauty: a box of fuckin guts or an urn of fuckin ashes!.
-Then why not burial at sea? Or jump in beforehand and drift to oblivion!
-Good! Let the sharks…!
-Too tough for them! Smelly too. The little nibbly guys?
-That'll take awhile.
-No hurry. Then bones drift ashore, bleach, bang together, disintegrate.
-Pretty! I mean it!
-So you don't always crack sarcastic?
-Not when I find something nice!
Labels: black, death, sarcasm, suicide, vision
Monday, July 13, 2015
An Old Smoothie
Melody wouldn't leave without Smoothie, the cat.
So she sat in blue bra and panties and beige
cowgirl hat, such outfit purpling equally in the
diving light.
Hetts took the dress from atop the Lego Italian
Villa, and handed her the ukelele after she finished
putting it on.
Her resolve about Smoothie vanished. She went
down to the cab.
The Frenchman showed up and Hetts gave him
the key.
Hetts could hear him enticing Smoothie in the dark
as he cautiously descended the grimy stairs with villa.
Some odd buzzes filtered down, and "I give you
Half and Half!"
That night he dreams of Smoothie as a one-eyed Calico.
Asking Benjamin at breakfast.
"Could be."
"I must establish that Smoothie is corporeal!"
"You've never established anything!"
"I...had Half and Half with cornflakes once."
"No one has ever questioned your daring."
“We should buy some.”
“Or virility!”
Labels: cat, characters, eccentric, friends, Half and Half, imagination, Lego, moving, vision
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Yellow Brick Road
Munchkin
hung? Photo
evidence
debunks.
No sense to it,
but conspiratists
endure.
As in far-out politics,
you seize your
barmy vision
forever.
Labels: Munchkin, politics, vision, Wizard of Oz
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Selecting Cable
And Merry Melodies, Not
Bloomberg favors me of Saturdays
by showcasing true business leaders.
With vision yet. Rest of week,
ultra right-wing creeps and Loon-
y Tunes basically full of shit.
John Galt, if he slid an
icy hand in your pocket.
Labels: Bloomberg, business, John Galt, leader, Right Wing, vision
Friday, March 07, 2014
Vision Thing
The Company
-We lacked vision.
-That word again?
-Just putting out fires and keeping our heads above water and...
-...add your own cliche. Then send it up the flagpole!
-So they sent in a Visionary!
-Serious as a heat attack! And he, of course, proceeded to fuck
everything up completely!
-We finally got his ass fired! And now we’re putting out the
multitudinous fires HE ignited!
-Fifth time through same cycle for me. Time to retire.
-Why is the new thing always an old thing?
-Ask God.
-Why him? He’s always screwing us up with his own brand of vision.
-You’ll burn in hell!
-Oh? Excuse me! Thought that’s what this was.
Labels: CEO, chaos, Hell, putting out fires, reorganization, vision
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Visions
-If she can see the future, how come she messed
so much up?
-Trying to change a few things.
-Betting against herself. Shorting herself.
-Chuck the Wall Street crap! It corrupts us.
-This is the business we've chosen!
-Apt.
-If she can see the future, how come she messed
so much up?
-Trying to change a few things.
-Betting against herself. Shorting herself.
-Chuck the Wall Street crap! It corrupts us.
-This is the business we've chosen!
-Apt.
Labels: corruption, future, vision, Wall Street
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Double Boom
announces their return
from space. Last due
to republicans &
democrats. Dwarf
visions echo flatly when
bottom-liners party. It’s
Festival of Ardent Glicks
we're arriving at, back
pockets sliced directly.
announces their return
from space. Last due
to republicans &
democrats. Dwarf
visions echo flatly when
bottom-liners party. It’s
Festival of Ardent Glicks
we're arriving at, back
pockets sliced directly.
Labels: bottom line, shuttle, Space, vision
Friday, November 19, 2010
What the Butler Saw
was everything.
What he said was nothing.
The gentlemen and ladies of
the household dwelt far above
reproach. So he
enforced his snooty vision
to mere staff, threatening
dismissal sans reference.
Well, not enough has been done
to honor such Americans who see
and pretend.
O say don’t you say what you see
being the true anthem of greatness.
Labels: anthem, butler, vision
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Why Are Republicans Greater
thieves? Dishonoring joke
states they steal the train
while less-inventive Dems
light-finger tickets only.
But a something’s there: a di-
vergence of rank vision! Now,
bring it to a solon who concurs,
“Amplitude! Opposition swanks
cramped views, pretends
to aid the peasants. While
we don't even pretend,
knowing where our bread
gets buttered, and how!”
thieves? Dishonoring joke
states they steal the train
while less-inventive Dems
light-finger tickets only.
But a something’s there: a di-
vergence of rank vision! Now,
bring it to a solon who concurs,
“Amplitude! Opposition swanks
cramped views, pretends
to aid the peasants. While
we don't even pretend,
knowing where our bread
gets buttered, and how!”
Labels: corruption, Democrat, graft, Republican, vision
Thursday, February 12, 2009
The Vision Thing
Rep Cantor complains
bill omits Republican
Vision! That we’ve seen.
It’s the color of shit.
Rep Cantor complains
bill omits Republican
Vision! That we’ve seen.
It’s the color of shit.
Labels: vision
