Monthly Archives: September 2014

Twenty Seconds

A beauty contestant gets the same to solve the world’s problems to compensate for her lack of torso or a less than fabulous swimsuit and I will spend less than three times as long as that on these verses to … Continue reading

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artless beauty

  framed in words of the plainest tongue like beef tongue boiled for hours with onions and peppers of the hottest sort   Like my friend in Indiana Sends me now and then and I eat and save the seeds, … Continue reading

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Celery in Everything

The weatherman says there is ice Over most of Central and East Texas The newsman says they closed the schools They closed Austin, too The weatherman says it’s gonna be awhile He says the ice covers everything Don’t expect it … Continue reading

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Selling Ice Cream in the Cemetery

Selling ice cream in the cemetery In the late September afternoon The gaudy sound of “Pop Goes the Weasel” Chasing heat tails across the green, green lawn Where the immigrant children play In lieu of the park that isn’t here … Continue reading

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Ocean Drive

I am up out of the hole and the sun shines bright on my rusty Ford today and I will not lay back down. The ocean is the sound of the crumbling of a soul to dust and the waves … Continue reading

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the following is not a poem (I coulda sworn i had already posted a version of this… i just submitted it to Goodreads Poetry Contest)

Yesterday, my son asked for toast, so i started singing about buttered toast, and he said my song annoyed him, but he loves the ocean, so i ‘fixed’ the song, but he didnt really seem to think it helped. so … Continue reading

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An Old Revolutionary Poem in Honor of Labor Day

(Not quite on point, but about as close as I am to get) Cigar Soldier Woman I want a revolutionary woman With fire in her eyes And fire in the bedroom And a long bloody knife in her hand. I … Continue reading

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