seriously chick
how old are you really? 12?
I'm just curious....

rain is great and cold
weather means all the fall col-

ors really come out...

Night; and once again,
the while I wait for you, cold
wind turns into rain.

We know J-Lo blows.
The issue without debate.
At least she's not Shakira.

A "Shep of the tongue",
presidential in nature.
Fox "strategery"?

Shakira is lame.
If not for Pepsi-Cola,
wouldn't know her name.

I hate it here at
Ralph's, there is no Workman's Comp
for conveyor burns

Stolen by a frat
guy, only to spend hours
in a pledge's ass

Once again kid
I am not a sword, please stop
smacking your sister

Playboy, Whipped Cream and
a fly swatter...I want to
party with that dude.

Twelve cans of Friskies
an Enquirer, a six of
Zima and they say
she ain't date-able
View From a Plastic Express
Lane Dividing Rod

so many bad poems
so many ideas and
most of them are haiku and
some are not but,
some are

Runnin' on empty
Surfed and surfed till the sun rose
Why do I do this?

Sol quando avro'
qualcosa da dir, diro' -
Senza promessa

m.d. oh no ah
can you please check the cookies
harder softer yah.

and if not Judas
then the question to ask: "What
would Chicken John do"?

I'm on the tee-vee:
I'm a weatherman, a god,
a quarterback. wow!

what would Jesus do?
maybe, a better question:
what would Judas do?

radio aardvark,
a tunnel of gelatin --
turn it up, brother!

see me, octopus?
maybe not? maybe never?
three questions, total.

jump jump jump jump jump!
I'm a super jumping frog --
bad motor finger!

gooseberry Gotham!
a tingle, a sparkle? hmm...
are we still breathing?

captain cocoa says:
remember to brush your teeth
with purple frosting.

you say good-bye and
I say hello: swim with me!
express yourselves now!

template one seven:
download cyber box and then
we drop our goodies.

neek neek neek neek neek
siki siki siki soo --
barfo barfo zip!

root beer shrimpie kid,
big old cheese doodle milkshake --
another question?

big robot mama --
teats of steel drip gasoline,
shoe size 22

Am I a wizard?
I am not an envelope,
not a butterfly

red dot, green lines, God!
pepper monkey dollar bill,
action figure Pope

weasel sheep sheep sheep,
dreams of candied elephants --
toopie toopie foog

hemp biscuit mixture
greens w/goat cheese & blue milk -
how about a nap?

golden armpit glove --
ghost bird under a green sun,
another muffin

cherry lime gummi
swizzle pooch and a bad cat --
walk right through the wall

tiki cinnamon --
jewelbox lightning paste,
mighty teeth future

ectoplasm one --
won't you lick the glowing orb
before it escapes?

me? think I'll just wait
scoop the flick with my black-box
(tho' I'll have to wait)

finally off to see
Harry Pothead and his "Cham-
ber of Secretions"

As for forbidding,
I am against it but have
no way to do it

Sunday morning here:
sleep in until one o'clock
watch football all day

Sunday morning now
Time for American poets
To wake up and shine

Sometimes our words can
mean so different things to
different people

Sometimes our words can
mean so different things for
different people

amber4ever!
she's so sweet, she'll break your heart
(and feed it to you)

forty buck ticket
plus transportation, of course
but dreaming is free

going to hear blondie!
her heart may be made of glass
but it's still ticking

spread across the pond
cold winter night reflecting
full moon cast so bright

betty is my hen.
she has two wings and feathers.
i love my chicken.

sad winter event
sleeping on an old cardboard
a vagabond: dead