Thursday, April 5, 2018

ask for mr black and tell him you are feeling blue





johnny had a number
he kept it in his head
he decided to play it every day
until he was rich or dead

danny stood on the corner
and took down johnny’s number
with a philosophy of life
danny was not encumbered

johnny had a number
and danny took it down
eddie wore a hat of straw
and was a man about town

florence wore a girdle
to keep her tummy flat
edna sat in the window
and did not approve of that

harry drove a taxicab
in order to pay the rent
joe remembered doris
and wondered where she went

sometimes i sit in the darkness
and ponder what to think
but my pencil has no lead
and my printer has no ink



Wednesday, April 4, 2018

joe






time is a dog named joe
and i am a ball
in joe’s mouth

he is running away
out of the park
and down the street

i shout
come back, joe

but he doesn’t come back

he runs across the street

into the traffic
and gets hit by a bus

he always was a bad dog


because


by wiggly jones, "the little hippie boy"



a dog runs down the street
because the world is big

a cat sits in a window
because the universe is expanding

rain falls on an empty house
beside a road outside gadsden alabama
because it just does

a legal secretary looks at a slip of paper
without really seeing what is on it
because she has an immortal soul


a child In juneau alaska
slowly peels the paper
and then the tinfoil
off a chocolate bar

and then drops it in the dirt
because

hidden by a cloud
a flaming eye is watching it



Tuesday, April 3, 2018

born





from the day you are born
they hand down the rules
you want to pick flowers
they make you go to school

you want to run naked
but they make you wear clothes
you want to make love
and they punch you in the nose

your dog spot was your friend
now he sits home alone
they fill your head with numbers
until your brain turns to stone

from the jail of school
to the prison of work
the media follows
with its menacing murk

you want to wade in the water
and watch the waves roll
but they deep fry your dreams
and slowly slice your soul



Sunday, April 1, 2018

a cloudy day




have you ever risen from the dead
looked around and scratched your head
said, this world can not be saved
and crawled right back into the grave?

have you ever wondered why
no meteors flash across the sky
to announce your passing by?
i know you have - because so have i

what would this world be
without you? without me?
in a very sorry state
left to its own fate

why do you all hate me?
and fail to appreciate me?
lies rule the earth and the truth is hid
is it something that i did?



Thursday, February 8, 2018