Gave me a hickey
Then chewed the fat with the dead
A nec(k)romancer

To Dee Plee Fab

It arrived, my card
Amazed I read with joy
Thank you very much
*
Gave me great delight
Just to think you remembered
The Address found me

ok, I'm gonna pray
for the Zabadooey
let's see what happens

then

digital and words
provoked, some people just don't
introspect to see

frowns, my pride says not
to say a thing but my face
is a steely dan

internet silence;
no signal so often now,
just like the old days

silence isn't deaf,
or dumb, or not listening,
it hears everything

heartbeats, soulbeats, mind
it breathes life, drowns background noise,
gives clarity space.

new perspectives grow,
shadows lengthen then grow dim,
sunlight brightens me

leaves shadows small, safe.
I walk brave and heart-strong now,
open to light, love

free of binding ghosts,
old patterns rewoven, fresh
open to new life

news is coming soon
adventures, discovery,
inner mining - gold!

Postings, what postings?
Never believe all you read
Idiots do that

hello my penis
it's been so long since we played
longer when we do

Caribbean Sea
Calling to me, as I sit
Trapped in a gray cube

zab's right, I do "masturbate"
socially and that's funny
because it's true

I take back what I wrote

it can be wonderful
to be provoked, make mistakes
and reap the rewards

of a public flogging
less rewarding to the zabby's
if I actually enjoy it

I am a sadomasochist
not just a masochist :)
zab, your ass, my foot

awaits :)

flayed death as skin burns
flesh reels and toasts and boils down
but it's just a meat

on a grill, from a
cow, to make a burger, drowned
covered in a1

the classic burning
in the public square of the
man on the cross, screamed

publicly, they wanted
Barabbas, and a book
was written of him

short novel no?

yes Zab, I have a small
dick but I am sure you
have insecurities

that your tiny little mind
could never admit
unless they found you

a little real life story
for you Zab...there was this
kid who gave me a hard

time at a job, wouldn't
stop... I got done, he was
17... months later

i was afraid...they found
him with a noose around
his neck, no one to lash

out at, dead, his nephew
found him, I felt no empathy
or remorse when i saw

his name in the obituary
now i know I set myself
in the firing line but

I suspect if you whoever
you are didn't have someone
to lash out at

your sad ass would be
found, alone, dead, naked
autoerotic release

and thrown into the soil
another wasted life
full of the shallow
depthless poison of a "smart"
mind which

really isn't that smart
and lies to itself...cal it
"Max-turbation" if you
must and mock my overreaction to you

whatever... someday
someone will get to you
in a way that makes you

think twice about spewing
idiocy in a public square
and in private to
embarass you

i wonder how you
would respond if I were
to actually sodomize you

with my small dick?

I'm so pissed off
about that guy, I don't
care what I say

or the consequences
even if there are
real life ones

people are told to
ignore the idiot, that piece
of doo that points the

finger at others to hide
his own insecurities, mocks
provokes, I think of

how his head would sound
saying "blah blah blah gay, ha ha!!!"
after I'd hit it a few times

with a crowbar over and over
and then would he be
so funny to himself

or in a pool of his
own blood, do shitheads
like him bleed blood

or just spew shit
everywhere like they did
in life?

the classroom heckler
gets great pleasure from making
superior men and women

feel guilty for being
themselves until someone wraps
a garotte around his neck
and then it's game over

as the blood vessels
break in his eyes and one
less childish psychopath

to take dead end jobs

Zabadooey's just
an idiot and likes to make
other people look

bad to make himself
feel better and I would
literally hurt the guy

maybe even kill him

Tropical hill house
Ocean breeze wafts through the rooms
Why can't we go now?

Rene Russo smiles
Topless, tanning on the beach
Wish I were Brosnan

Hello. Hello. Hi
How are you? I'm fine, I'm fine
I hope you are too

old as in archived
drudge it up, find it, use it
history repeats

From behind I stabbed
My friend in the side then I
Fucked the bloody wound

from dollar stores old
china made calculators
lay at my old desk

purple and powered
thrown away when broken down
outsourced, no outcry

like a stone thrown by
a child the water ripples
and settles, it sinks

faulting dewy-eyes
thou art three-dimensional
see vespertine wind

At the top I've been
And now it seems I've fallen
But I'll be okay

Returning, winds splash.
The nuns splash yet jungles work.
Truth sprouts operas.

Children hate summer.
Wisely, indifference walks.
Snow sets then mud wakes.

Lakes fairly break eyes.
Asses clash therefore nuns melt.
Rain bends scolding sheep.

Offering, ice burns.
Priests burn landscapes yet hands slip.
A piano falls.

Clouds work or knights walk.
Bad false vampires turn an eye.
A full angel sings.

aren't cool enough we
say till the second coming
the cross trumps the high

school clique, many boys
will wear their letters in hell
jackets melt to skin

I'm so pissed about
my real life this guy here
I
wish he was here so

I could just have an
excuse to pound the shit out of
this mindless kid, those

hackers that never grew
out of Buffy the Vampire Slayer
or being the chatroom troll

zab, grow up
if I can anyone can

I have no idea why
that poen has boobs in it
but it has boobs in it

Boobs! Aren't they just Boobs?
Your nose goes in the middle
Boobs! I got 'em! Boobs!

Legally bastard
my child has some better Meds
now since the trial

Blinding Festival
Why I've been kicked in the nuts
I cough - A stone leaves

She said I was a
'Sociophobe' - as if it
was not a good thing

he sold me my mints
as the pen broke he then spoke
It's the last order

order on recepit
was customer 6*6*6*
then he gave a laugh

after treading long
the sea becomes a night bed
I decide to rest

Gator hatchery
"Urban" haberdashery
Pimp out your armoire

Trust and ambition
They do not fit together
Go getters tell lies

Tommy Packer
is still Number 1
Satan's Birthday
is still a Holiday

advance australi..
a fair crack of the whip mate
some are young and free

ah riva tuner
sixty-eight hundred g s
is now a g t

I

I stand on one leg
Crow first thing in the morning
They say I

I open my eyes
World looks a lot friendlier
Than when I last looked

what the @#$%^ & HUH?
what it is or isn't..dunno
did we miss something?