Thursday, February 13, 2014

I dunno know


Crispy tender leaves
raked upon the ground
shortly to be found 
in my salad
I dunno know.....

Groping in the bright day
eyes squinting
looking for the printing
inlaid in silver
I dunno know...

Red and blue, 
highlights of space
 Running the supersonic race
goober laced phlegm
I dunno know....

dsfijd dsidfid dfidi
dkdfj fsdfjdfkdf
dfddffds dff
sADBGGNDFD!
I dunno know...

noodles to needles




Noodles to Needles

I wake to the smell of noodles.
it is early afternoon.
skies are grey, 
rain stopped by for a visit, I didn't answer the door.
Stupid phone.
woke me from a dream. 
I was laying in a pool 
of green and blue paint.
the colors did not blend. 
Knitters were blasting thier tunes.
Golden oldies of the soul.
As one they spoke my name aloud.
Vomit chicken
Bone splintering from the concrete they were throwing at my feet.
Blue and green 
Arise and smell the day.
bruises in hidden spaces
hidden from the prying eyes.
woken to the smell of noodles
fell asleep with a needle in my arm. Needles to noodles and back again.
I push the nurses call button 
and ask for seconds.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Upon the night

Upon the night 
the sounds of terror
the squeak of small animals being snuffed out.
green, the color of blue seen 
through the veil.
Tricycles
3 wheeled transports of death
blades whirring
cards flicking round and round
screams
as blades of grass 
are devoured and cast aside.
skulls ride shotgun around the 
neck.
gravity
reversed
upon the night.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

bling bike



Whoa! that's a lotta bling 
on a little pink bike.
Look at the tats
see the big round glasses.

Kid's got a honk horn ready to blow
crystal handlebars to steer her to and fro
Click click clack the spokes go round
diamond studded cards making their sound
bling to catch your eye
bling that says
you can look 
but if you try to touch 
I'll gut you
little pink bike
with one tiny wheel in the front
giant tire in the back
flag so tall
blinged out chain worn as a fashion warrior would
whoa that's a lotta bling on a little pink bike.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

dong ding dong

love
dove
dote
tote
tone
tong
song
dong
ding
dine
dime
time
tome
dome
dove
love

Pita Party

Constituent
constitutional
constipation
rah rah rah
once there was peace
now simply pieces
pizza is good
pizza is great,
I mean think of all of the toppings....
different things you can do with the crust
filled, thin, round, square.
piece of pizza
 whole pizza,
 oh wait, pita, that's what I was thinking of
yeah...pita.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

eating pie


grand gestures
round houses
feel the love spreading over you
even if it's lust

square pastures
full blouses
what's a guy to do
lost like dust

bang the gong
eat the pie
pet the kitty 

rangoon spicolli
smack smack
lick the bowl
have a lie down