I SHIT: Constipated Prehistoric Venus Steatopygic nuggets. I BREATHE: Over-proof holy spirits Fire-water cold pressed From blessed dancing pigeons. I CRY: Stainless steel tears Mechanistic determination Stubborn biologic computation I PUKE: Vivid imprecations Sweet sour incantations All the spells of babbling on. I SPIT: Stirred slick children Sets of seeds in Noah's arcs Infestations of love and life.
Pre-cancerous probabilities, baby
Pregnancy
Possibilities,
Probabilities,
All change.
…know…
…how…
…now…
…ow…
I’m pregnant
With pre-cancerous
Probabilities,
Baby!
Retweet, retweet, #aiww
I saw
Ai Weiwei,
#aiww
Activist.
Ai Weiwei,
#aiww
Activist.
Artist
At
Work
Creating.
At
Work
Creating.
Like a
Baby Bird
Mouth open
Wide.
Tell Barb,
I Now
Get
Twitter.
I Now
Get
Twitter.
Thought I had a nightmare (but I didn’t)
Thought I had a nightmare, But I didn't. Lady bugs were dancing On my bed (where they couldn't) Dark dog playing with a Broken leg (when he shouldn't) Lady bugs kept dancing On my bed (wish they wouldn't) Thought I had a nightmare, But I didn't.
Successfully, Don’t Fuck Up
Success
Buys
Forbearance.
But,
Forbearance
Craves
Blood!
So,
Don’t you ever,
Fuck
Up.
Alternate Xmas Carol: The First “Oh Hell”
The first, “Oh hell,”
The silly flying things said
As they flew all around
And waggled their heads
Waggling their heads
At the people asleep
They raced their space craft
And crashed into a sheep
“Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell!”
They yelled out aloud as their space craft, it fell.
The poor aliens groaned
And looked up at the sky
They cursed and they swore
But their ship wouldn’t fly
Those spacemen worked hard
And got their rocket to start
Then with throttle wide open,
Blew their reactor apart
“Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell!”
They yelled out aloud as their space craft, it fell.
That craft fell from on high
From the East to the West
When over Bethlehem
The engine failed its test
So beware you spaceman
Who fly around in this way
The carol’s moral is this
Watch for sheep when you play!
“Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell, Oh hell!”
They yelled out aloud as their space craft, it fell.
Australopithecus to Ecclesiastes
What has been Will be again The big boss man, Lives in the sky What has been done Will be done again The big boss man, Lives in the sky There is nothing new Under the sun The big boss man, Lives in the sky Poor hominid Shivers in fear The big boss man, Lives in the sky In the darkness, After sunset.
Bling bling
If all that glitters
Isn’t gold
Then,
Gold debased is all
That’s sold.
All I own
“All I own for one
More,
“Moment
Of time”.
Such hilarity
When,
You own
Nothing.
Flickering shadows
Play,
On the
Cave wall.
Laughing drops of rain
Fall,
Into
The sea.
Winter sparrows
Fatten sparrows
Against this cold
Hardening winter
Tiny heart beats
Shiver with dread
Anticipation
Braced hard against
Indifference,
Icy southerlies
Well Rounded?
No-one is all that
Well rounded
The best to aim for
Is deformed.
Some hurt themselves
Or, us all
More drink past excess
Drowning souls
Few neurotic freaks
Sound the same
Fired up with guilt or
Seeking fame
Outlined in sparks
Or, far worse
Some wretched bastards
Write sad verse.
All Change, Eila
Signs were there all along, The portents hum and sing. * 10-04-10 05:16 The news is in Cryptic clue reads: "Broken Waters". The balloon's up (over Wharf Rd) Three lives now turn. * 10-04-10 21:02 A father's born Three hours slip by Living in dreams My life till now All so much dead Adrenaline "Yesterday was just the Beginning of my life." - Mark Williams
Oomph
“Oomph!”
Loud and
Clear
From that
Pillow
Next to me
I lie
Here
Thinking
“Hope I’m
Not in there.”
Finally
Wondrous Contemplation: The sun has set On close of day. Round and round That bitter end. Spun into gold A final straw. Last cheeky grin Without a cat. One more melted Snowflake.
Getting Older
Now that I get older
I find that I’m
The type that
Attracts:
Warts and
Moles and
Polyps.
So I’ll probably
End up with cancer
Unless I end up
Some other way.