some rampant schism
retrograde chauvinism
pure moronism

imagery in verse
and some metaphor perverse
all poetry lame

simple songs will do
nothing more nothing less here
opening my mind

emotions hijack
on a deeper level proud
the animal soul

when all is said and
done all is vanity and
all is said and done

well you went the 2
but the rabbit died no three
never let her go

so what don't you know
well then go to bed and leave
cry, lie, alibi

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rip and dear like steak
with a bib for the hunt/fish
like vains of jenna

the trees sway gently
and a cat thinks dangerous
while the clouds take shape

be proud you called it
bleeding her out for the show
it is just your heart

ride in on a horse
I called him lightening last night
just thought you should know

polish his shoes once
you'll be his slave forever
don't do it girlfriend

aye the captain said
I'll go down with me ship..arggghh
into the deep blue

like no other sun
going down by way of love
fire burns out slow

it's allright okay
take what's real and leave the pain
as long as you can

owing nothing to
the well of biting dust days
buckets come up clean

haiku

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When read in isolation
It does not make sense
*
Specifically
It was for an idiot
Who was there, then gone
*
He may come back soon
But he will go just as quick
Waste of time really

reminder's of fun
some things to be put aside
priorities first

quite innovative
spaghettimonsterriding
back to jimmie's days

carlos reygadas
i want to see your movie
mexican love scene

portugese oxbow
deep red neurotoxic fluid
move like a blue fish

le hip hop francais
dear heinz reich of fm4
not always peaceful

I have found the way
Flying Spaghetti Monster
Delicious heaven

mountains and molehills
very different in nature
the are not the same

Little pools of piss
Collects in stagnant puddles
It stinks a little
*
All lower life forms
Piss where they sleep, they like it
They feel like its home
*
You just pinch your nose
For any bad smell, that

methods of still life
desire sweet fetching blows
make paintings wild

blue fish Is living
in the hoof print of an ox
seeing nothing more

Constantly changing
The world and my place in it
Where will I be next?

to focus on the
right things, to feel the new life
to leave old dead skiens...

somehow in the end
when it comes to pasta it
makes life worth living

empty empathy
sympathy apathy, void
I feel like hash browns

paris exposion
reign's inevitable fall
female decadence

I wish I looked like
that Vicky's Secret hottie
don't say... you wish too

finding out true first
the reals when real is really
rather than after

why does a wet dog
linger of this 80's scent
of getting a perm??

my favorite season
would be autumn...colors
please this cat like red crab

there are many strange
changes but leaves turn red
snow falls, spring comes back

evil depression
let us think positively
live long and prosper

There

are you referring
to little miss sunshine folk?
am i right or wrong?

her first time ever
stage lights and all those people
wearing her tutu

go on..go fishing
you made your own decision
you selfish bastard

keep saying your words
guys just don't do that dance shit
this one really hurts

I'll eat this mistake
she wont even know you're gone
she'll be beautiful

but I pray you grow
'cause she and he will catch on
and I pray for me

can't erase my shapes
where they are ever after
at home or away

i've been off the air
the surf has been too sucky
i had gone to ground

demonstrate, replicate
set the tone, sit back and wait
can't resist kosheen

wolken gleich wir ziehn
wohin sanfter wind uns tr

underestimate
nipple pressing folks and your
nipples shall be squeezed

picking up branches
cut down from the old apple
tree, to mow the lawn

I

whoop, yell, howl and scream
nice long walks through fields and streams
wide open spaces

wide open spaces may
make good neighbors when if 500
miles from such folks