Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
INSTRUCTIONS FOR TODAY, TOMORROW, YESTERDAY
Get yourself a good lawyer
Find a rainbow and get busy wishing
Get yourself some skates
Change the first "get" to "find"
Change the third "get" to "buy"
Change the first "find" back to "get"
Change the "buy" back to "get"
Find yourself a good lawyer and get busy praying
Hit your knees and start asking for forgiveness
Don't take it personally when nothing works out
Read the news in print for the first time in ages
Check to make sure you've got the facts straight
Turn your resentments over to an impartial observer
Create a complex latticework whenever possible
Hone the ability to identify a complex latticework
and call it what it is
Seek God when least you expect to find him
Listen to that bastard sneezing and pray for him too
Appreciate the time it took for you to get this far
Wake up with a smile and keep it there
Find a rainbow and get busy wishing
Get yourself some skates
Change the first "get" to "find"
Change the third "get" to "buy"
Change the first "find" back to "get"
Change the "buy" back to "get"
Find yourself a good lawyer and get busy praying
Hit your knees and start asking for forgiveness
Don't take it personally when nothing works out
Read the news in print for the first time in ages
Check to make sure you've got the facts straight
Turn your resentments over to an impartial observer
Create a complex latticework whenever possible
Hone the ability to identify a complex latticework
and call it what it is
Seek God when least you expect to find him
Listen to that bastard sneezing and pray for him too
Appreciate the time it took for you to get this far
Wake up with a smile and keep it there
Labels: poems
Monday, February 25, 2008
Excellentay, Friendo!
Javier Bardem wins an Academy Award for portraying a hired killer with blow-dried hair!
Labels: excellentay
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
8-word poem: "THE GETTING MY COFFEE FROM A MAN OF INDETERMINATE MIDDLE-EASTERN EXTRACTION AT THE SHAWARMA PLACE STORY"
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Slipshod Sonnet #13
Feel that sun that wind the rain the stars
are taking tonight off a full moon and a
little Universal time-lapse photography
makes for perfect werewolf weather and
I can change like the Good Humor Man
yet there are those who (don't quote me)
admire such a skill and with this particular
lump of shit still steaming I don't consider
myself apolitical or apathetic so much as
"free" a strategy of continued vigilance
works sometimes now I have someone to
love and I hear the alarm it sounds like
God strumming on a ukulele but you can
play "Smoke On The Water" on a ukulele.
are taking tonight off a full moon and a
little Universal time-lapse photography
makes for perfect werewolf weather and
I can change like the Good Humor Man
yet there are those who (don't quote me)
admire such a skill and with this particular
lump of shit still steaming I don't consider
myself apolitical or apathetic so much as
"free" a strategy of continued vigilance
works sometimes now I have someone to
love and I hear the alarm it sounds like
God strumming on a ukulele but you can
play "Smoke On The Water" on a ukulele.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
PEOPLE NOT LIKE US
Sitting on this same stoop
A place to rest on the way back
From the blood bank
Waiting patiently for my ship
To come in ignoring all
Those that have run aground
Hell scars show you've lived right?
As long as the moon will
Still make tides I'm gold
A little hope beats a ton of money
Or so I've been led to believe
In God I trust myself to do
The next wrong thing
Why interrupt the streak now?
Regrets to the reunion committee
Curiously composed of burnouts
Jocks and plain Janes
Give me another ten years
I swear I'll be somebody by then.
A place to rest on the way back
From the blood bank
Waiting patiently for my ship
To come in ignoring all
Those that have run aground
Hell scars show you've lived right?
As long as the moon will
Still make tides I'm gold
A little hope beats a ton of money
Or so I've been led to believe
In God I trust myself to do
The next wrong thing
Why interrupt the streak now?
Regrets to the reunion committee
Curiously composed of burnouts
Jocks and plain Janes
Give me another ten years
I swear I'll be somebody by then.
Labels: poems
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
iTuneage - recent baker's dozen
1. "Goldfinger" - Shirley Bassey
2. "I Don't Wanna Be Tied" - Elvis Presley
3. "Spin The Bottle" - The Juliana Hatfield Three
4. "Call Mr. Lee" - Television
5. "Vincent" - Don McLean
6. "Factory" - Bruce Springsteen
7. "Wild In The Streets" - Garland Jeffreys
8. "Born In Xixax" - Nina Hagen
9. "Only Time Will Tell" - Deerfrance with The John Cale Band
10. "Rock And Roll Never Forgets" - Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band
11. "Snakebite" - Ram Trilogy
12. "The Heat In Harlem" - Graham Parker & The Rumour
13. "Rubber Ball" - Bobby Vee
2. "I Don't Wanna Be Tied" - Elvis Presley
3. "Spin The Bottle" - The Juliana Hatfield Three
4. "Call Mr. Lee" - Television
5. "Vincent" - Don McLean
6. "Factory" - Bruce Springsteen
7. "Wild In The Streets" - Garland Jeffreys
8. "Born In Xixax" - Nina Hagen
9. "Only Time Will Tell" - Deerfrance with The John Cale Band
10. "Rock And Roll Never Forgets" - Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band
11. "Snakebite" - Ram Trilogy
12. "The Heat In Harlem" - Graham Parker & The Rumour
13. "Rubber Ball" - Bobby Vee
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
ENHANCE YOUR STRENGTH
This guy spread rumors about me
In high school
I like it because of the artistic value
The corolla's shortcoming is power
I also have a weird bust size
The stock factory cats usually do
The best job of cleaning up the exhaust
But often at the cost of breathing
Through an after market intake
Header and cat-back exhaust system
Our civic mule
Put
In high school
I like it because of the artistic value
The corolla's shortcoming is power
I also have a weird bust size
The stock factory cats usually do
The best job of cleaning up the exhaust
But often at the cost of breathing
Through an after market intake
Header and cat-back exhaust system
Our civic mule
Put
Labels: poems
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Friday, February 08, 2008
Slipshod Sonnet #12
Here we go again seeing
ghosts again and an under-
study with significant
periodontal disease plus
pants you could swim in
who knew he said that
thing about the stinking
badges first a body could
get used to a little sweet-
ness right I wish to God
he would send that kind
of shit from his blackberry
when he's hung over and
late on the train asshole.
ghosts again and an under-
study with significant
periodontal disease plus
pants you could swim in
who knew he said that
thing about the stinking
badges first a body could
get used to a little sweet-
ness right I wish to God
he would send that kind
of shit from his blackberry
when he's hung over and
late on the train asshole.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
ODE TO PSYCHO
—after Keats
Catching a glimpse of a tepid life,
Having burned down all those pasts;
A hint of concern and imagined slights—
The vile engendered fruit at last.
Catching a glimpse of a tepid life,
Having burned down all those pasts;
A hint of concern and imagined slights—
The vile engendered fruit at last.
Labels: poems
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
POEM WRITTEN WHILE LISTENING TO SIX DIFFERENT VERSIONS OF "PLEASE PLEASE ME"
I've held my breath for years
Along with a poisonous tongue.
I don't look good in blue and
Have trouble with browns and greens.
There is a place where this adds up
But we burned the map ages ago.
It's only going to get worse
Is the best news I've heard all day.
I'll drink to the fact that
Fear has left us high and dry.
The clouds should know me by now
And so should you.
Along with a poisonous tongue.
I don't look good in blue and
Have trouble with browns and greens.
There is a place where this adds up
But we burned the map ages ago.
It's only going to get worse
Is the best news I've heard all day.
I'll drink to the fact that
Fear has left us high and dry.
The clouds should know me by now
And so should you.
Labels: poems
Monday, February 04, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Friday, February 01, 2008
I WAS SCARED, I WAS ENDANGERED AND I WAS THREATENED
Bits and pieces scattered to
the western breeze, easy in
the wind. I should've let myself
bend like a mime in training:
all big facial expression to
suggest an effort impossible
for me to conjure. I'll follow
the right set to another time
zone, I'm good like that, but
give me a spare half a minute
and I'll gladly parlay it into a
panic attack on the 8:20. Did
they not see you coming with
your confetti-style income and
retractable common sense? I
am after this report right here
and believe me when I tell you:
if I could decipher this, the whole
world would know all about it.
the western breeze, easy in
the wind. I should've let myself
bend like a mime in training:
all big facial expression to
suggest an effort impossible
for me to conjure. I'll follow
the right set to another time
zone, I'm good like that, but
give me a spare half a minute
and I'll gladly parlay it into a
panic attack on the 8:20. Did
they not see you coming with
your confetti-style income and
retractable common sense? I
am after this report right here
and believe me when I tell you:
if I could decipher this, the whole
world would know all about it.
Labels: poems