Pushing past the resistance of my lone
Predicament, unique as all in their own
Way. At a loss to come up with functional
Rituals that charm my life sufficiently. I
Determine to keep on running the race.
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Nothin’ Past
Burn it away into oblivion sink it down
Push it inside out turn the space into the
Hole trace it back and start all over again
Train is ragin’ down those old tracks can’t
Stop it now no turnin’ back no nothin’ past
Mobile
Clanging barbecue hats believing bomb hell
Triumph deep triangles calculating duck
Tape tubes teepee heads cucumber cookie
Monster beef franks elbow bouncing balls
Touched crinkling aluminum value mobile
Whispers
Ping pong jackolanterns creep silently up
The creek. Minuets slide uproariously on
Top of rising and crashing ocean tidal
Waves. Grandfather clocks rock summits
On cliffs to braggadocio silent whispers.
Two Inches of Cats
Who’s gonna buy me two inches of rain and
Two inches of cats? Clay tablets on a
Mountainside slide slowly down to conk
Someone on the head. I wish Coca-Cola
Would put a tiger on their cans; they’d sell
More that way.
A Close Catch
Swirling pathways into meaninglessness
Take me from depression to creativity to
Depression. Happy thoughts bring me up,
While sad thoughts spiral down. The
Vicious cycle bounces around with every
Point reached in between. A close catch.
Cheese and Crackers
Flung famished fortune cookie peddlers
Crossed a busy highway on their little bikes,
And ended up falling into a great big mud
Puddle full of ducks and geese. Cheese and
Crackers are tasty in the morning after
Prayers.
Cheers!
Birds swoop underneath forks and spoons
Full of spaghetti. Haunted houses collide
With wrecked cars on empty highways in
The middle of the howling, angry night. I
Had hoped I would get more money when I
Placed my bet at the ATM. Here’s to cheers!
Inside
I was wondering if clowns cry when they
Are alone, in the span of an hour. I don’t
Think happy people are always happy.
Neither are people who make us happy. In
Fact, most of them are very sad inside.
Cheetos and Milk
Huge eyeballs bounce across the desert
Floor. Ovens cook chocolate chip cookies
And pizza for the crazy party we’re having
In a few minutes. Can you count the suns
Jumping down the road in rush hour speed
Of sound? I vote for more Cheetos and milk.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 