Posts tagged ‘Poetry’
Forget the green beer!
When Bad Things Happen to Bad People
When bad things happen
To bad people, I exult.
When good things happen…
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Silly Valentine Rhymes
Roses are red
Violets are blue
These days, about nothing
There’s much ado
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Superman’s red
Smurfs are blue
Bart Simpson should consider
Getting high with Scooby Doo
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Lips can be red
Eyes can be blue
I can tell a lot
By the size of your shoe
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Highway Campaigns
Head south on WA-20
Obama/Biden
Obama/Biden
Chris Gregoire
Van De Wege
Barack Obama IMPEACH (homemade banner)
Obama/Biden
McCain/Palin
Obama/Biden
Chris Gregoire
Obama/Biden
Dino Rossi
Obama/Biden
Chris Gregoire
Ron Paul
Van De Wege
Continue to follow WA-19 S
Dino Rossi
McCain/Palin
McCain/Palin
She’s not my governor (bumper sticker)
Dino Rossi
McCain/Palin
Obama/Biden
Ron Paul
Dino Rossi
McCain/Palin
Ron Paul
NObama (bumper sticker)
Turn left at WA-104
McCain/Palin
Chris Gregoire
Obama/Biden
Entering Kitsap County
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The Blue Balloon: A Haiku
There’s no sadder sight
Than a wayward blue balloon
Fluttering toward heav’n
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Motherhood
I don’t want to have a baby
Right now or when I’m forty
Just so I can tell myself
That I’m no longer lonely
I don’t want to change its diapers
Or clip coupons from the mail
To buy mushed food and formula
I’d just as soon bail
I don’t want to quit my day job
Or wear maternity clothes
The thought of all that crying
Sends me into fits of woes
I don’t want to lose my interest
In afternoons of fucking
When one orgasm once a week
Chalks me up to lucky
I don’t want the picket fence posts
Ever after, happily
I don’t want to have a baby
(I don’t want a little me.)
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I Didn’t Mean to Be Mean
I didn’t mean to be mean
When I screamed, when I wept
I didn’t want to be wanted
I just needed to be kept
I’m so used to being used
Your pure intentions
Are abuse
If you’d struck me, if you’d fuck me
You’re like the others –
Cold but lucky
It was simple being easy
So I blame you
When you please me
For saving me from deadly habits
That die hard
For making me smile
For taking me far
Far from here
Far from blue
Further from home
Furthest from you
So, to that end, I must implore:
If you hated me
Would I love you more?
Disparate but never desperate
We’re violently in love
As luck would have it
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Reprise
WARNING: Some people may take offense to the sexually-explicit language in this entry.
(written May 2006)
Save the applause
For someone more eager
Like the fake lesbians or
Half-assed whores
The ugly girls
Who think they’re hot
(They really exist)
I’ll not field any questions
Concerning my curt departure
Or participate in
Nostalgic fucks
I masturbate with sandpaper
These days
And choke on my own vomit
(You’ve washed your hands of me
Don’t soil them again
With my human stain)
Farewell, faithful voyeur
You fast-forwarded to the
Gratuitous sex scenes
But didn’t stick around for
The after-after-party
So let the credits roll
And skip the encore
Because – let’s face it –
Neither of us wants a
Repeat performance.
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Lost in the Woods
Call me the Gingerbread Woman
Freshly iced and
Dripping
Flat tummy (yes!)
And over-baked appendages
Putty
In the hands
Of Gretel and Hansel
With a shelf life
Measured in Nabisco units
A trio of pink curly-cues
Flashed by me the other day
As I relieved myself
Behind an oak
The pilfered porridge was too
Hot
And further shriveled my raisin grin
(Two-dimensional characters
Lack peripheral vision)
So I slid off the Crisco-covered baking sheet
And into the campfire
Unable to look
Behind
Do I go well with marshmallows?
Whether I’m consumed
Following a meal of singed hot dogs
And Lays potato chips
Or disintegrate after tripping
Into a field of morning dew
I’ll still vanish like the horseman’s
Head
But it wasn’t until you offered me your hand
In crossing that double-logged bridge
That I realized
What sharp teeth you have.
The Lollygabber 
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