The Privileged Few

Wealth doesn’t seem to rub off

Or trickle down, or whatever.

Instead it relies on stealth and lies

To sucker in lots of help,

Unbeknownst to the miserable many,

Who work long hours, dreaming

Of plenty but seeing none

Of the fruits of their labor

Cross over the fence

To their bank account.

No, it stays at the top

With the privileged few,

Who rally the troops

When the going gets rough,

But leave them to starve

After the work is done.

So, don’t put all your

Proverbial eggs in one basket,

Or you’ll be broke long before

They pick out your casket.

A Walk in the Woods

Happy thoughts drift through my head.

Thinking of you instead

Of all the stuff that gets me down.

I want to smile, not to frown.

So what would you say

To a walk with me today,

Holding hands, we navigate

The rough path in the woods.

It’s not too late

To get out your jacket and hood,

And gloves to stay warm.

The storm is past

Just us at last,

Going for a stroll.

Spit

Herring bloated surfers whopping loosely

Bounced red equator catastrophic elbows

Hairs bleeding sap slippery dinosaur yells

Quantifiable ketchup maneuvers screams

Jagged toenails scraping teeth gums spit

Tongues seasonings spicy meatballs tray

Lamps factual super small eyes on pap or

Laughingstock rubs howdy sickle sweeps

Van

Story idle room buyer quality engine deep

Ripped accuse obtuse increasing powder

Blunders couch wide aircraft cutie desert

Statue flat zoom roof goof pop trees hutch

Breeze value carrier goose never launch

Rainbow canyon Jerusalem front queer

Plant blue bluster beer traffic books Mack

Burn jet cookie tempest sword sneaky van

Walruses

Pod last menial great given awkward unto

Ambulance concrete alabaster quotations

Running torture row upon loudly don’t hi

Lowly quarter caliphate king down rear

Sized veneer yearly Hutchinson walruses

Outfit alarming quasi judicial eating rips

Quiet bottom antitrust future ballroom

Nearly grouped flossing hollow trusting

Cuban lackluster quintessential Alabama

Waiting

Waiting down here for someone

To point to something

Something true and lasting

Something good and pleasing

Someone who loves eternally

Has there been such a one

Who has walked this earth?

Does he still exist in another

Dimension of my existence?

Can I hear his whisper

In my dreams, my prayers,

My longings and despair?

There must be an answer

To the impossible questions of life.

There must be help

Coming from above.

Someday, somehow,

There’s got to be a way.

At

Task Penelope triumph wages ready mock

Tedious phalanx woe wrongs loudness ate

Peripheral balance valleys fun feelings it

Wallow largest cookie blast lemon sink at

Weeping wary veal cutie greatness weld

Canker slope anal leaded bloat bleeding

Belch records quieting sloop jingle ready

Alpha

Stop might tank Ralph talent talk angels

Rewind loud enveloping bricks silent out

If read meal slick wow underneath audio

Auctioneer stifling weird also closed alpha

Radio blitz low sorting snort made liking

Barter tickets lint this with pipes onion

Math meth market south tweaking benign

Ouch

Simple thrush enamel puberty enamored

Realm ravage renewed enable stoppage

Stool tarnish kicking Lyme letting ouch

Raining wolf wane zebra harsh slink we

Upper silver raucous leisurely deeds up

Enough stuff whiff sniff quidditch stiff

Rollicking goofy slime dinosaurs reached