What if everything else is the same,
but every six turns into seven?
Would you need to know?
Would it show in your face,
if your face were a pumpkin?
Friday, September 28, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Are you my pain?
Are you my Dad, or are you my dilaudid?
Are you my pain?
I asked for cocaine and you gave me a pumpkin!
Are you my pain?
Are you my prison?
Are you my pain?
I asked for cocaine and you gave me a pumpkin!
Are you my pain?
Are you my prison?
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Call from Mom
"Let me tell you what
time it is here in the
Seychelles," she says...
Seven years since I
heard your voice in a goddamned seashell
and you're still the same
silly girl
lamb of God
talking clock
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
S/Z
I'm supposed to meet an upper-case seductress
on the 69th page of this book.
Ess
over
zed,
baby!
Zed over ess!
on the 69th page of this book.
Ess
over
zed,
baby!
Zed over ess!
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Radio
Brain like a cheap radio
News from TokyoRomeBuenosAires
Sad tunes from Texas and Oklahoma...
Gossip from the stars somewhere
driving around in their dream cars.
News from TokyoRomeBuenosAires
Sad tunes from Texas and Oklahoma...
Gossip from the stars somewhere
driving around in their dream cars.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Mom and Pop
Your mom's butt blotted out my bop-planetoid!
Your pop's meat-trombone moshed my emoticon!
Now it's time to chop them up!
Chop them up into wop-bop-a-loo-bop!
Chop them up into wop-bop-bam-boom!
Your pop's meat-trombone moshed my emoticon!
Now it's time to chop them up!
Chop them up into wop-bop-a-loo-bop!
Chop them up into wop-bop-bam-boom!
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Flesh
Guy comes in with a meat-cleaver.
He wants to sell us
human flesh
out of a portable ice-chest.
I would keep it for myself, he says,
but I want to make
room for you
in my ice-chest.
He wants to sell us
human flesh
out of a portable ice-chest.
I would keep it for myself, he says,
but I want to make
room for you
in my ice-chest.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
FYI
Got a hog for a doctor,
and you're the sausage!
Got a hog for a doctor,
and you're the hotdog!
What's the source of this story?
I heard it from a hog!
and you're the sausage!
Got a hog for a doctor,
and you're the hotdog!
What's the source of this story?
I heard it from a hog!
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Tour
This is Abraham Lincoln's escritoire.
It contains a list of all known insectivores.
Who wants to know the names of all known insectivores?
Nobody wants to know!
Everybody wants my monkey!
It contains a list of all known insectivores.
Who wants to know the names of all known insectivores?
Nobody wants to know!
Everybody wants my monkey!
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