007/100

May 25, 2012

The smashed, headless lawn jockey

rocked like a baby

swaddled in algae

in the gentle current of the storm drain


006/100

May 23, 2012

The first few dozen times we broke up

I would cry

boy, would I cry

and she would silently judge me

relieved to no longer be lumbered

with a boy who’d cry at anything

as pedestrian

as rejection

 

Years later

like an irritating joke

the spark of delight faded

from its all too familiar punchline

I would not cry

 

Years later still

when she began to cry

I lost all interest


005/100

May 21, 2012

A box of junk on the side walk:

          The New Encyclopedia of Modern Bodybuilding 

          by Arnold Schwarzenegger;

          Puppies For Dummies; A set of glass bottles

          full of glitter in rainbow colours

Huddled together, these items

tell a story of someone who wanted them

once


004/100

May 20, 2012

Yesterday, I wrote a poem

With my favourite pen

{ink smooth as warm blueberry jam}

I scratched out every line

Someone might have read it


003/100

May 17, 2012

Warm spray of the shower

runs down my cheeks

half an hour dissipates like steam

and the memory of my cousin —

 

Ice cold water from a garden hose

nozzle pressed to my forehead

until tears run


002/100

May 15, 2012

Bicycles chained to metal posts

so much like their owners

—just waiting to be ridden


001 / 100

May 12, 2012

People who compliment me

on how full my beard has grown

seldom take it well when I say the same

about their bellies


A babe-filled life awaits you

April 1, 2011

Babe-filled life: a spam folder soliloquy

A babe-filled life awaits you
Discreet hookups
Wild fast hookups
Facebook or Fuckbook?
Hookup tonight
Be the Pied Piper of chicks
Booze, babes and more

Give her more of your love rod
Smell sweeter below the belt
Hear ladies scream in bed
Change your life in 60 seconds
Find out how you can start making $6487 a month at home
Ass rimming the easy way

It is your turn to try the online pharmacy
You will love the results on your organ
Grow a big package today
It’s not hard to lengthen
Have the pecker of her dreams

There are certain factors that can interfere
with a man’s enjoyment of sex
Make her a happy camper
Bang her hard and make her moan
Be the master of the bed
Stop the embarrassment today
She is just being nice

Why do you need penis pills?
If you choose the right penis
enhancement pills that work for you,
you will find yourself unwilling to go back
to how sex used to be

The appearance of your penis will arouse your sex partners
She will surely pounce on you
Cockzilla is the word
Boobs as big as balloons
Progress from love guru to sex magnet
Enlarge your pole with wonder pills

We know your value
Feel yourself a sexual superman
and explore new angles of her bedroom
Your package is set to grow
Make her come again and again
Tsunami warning

What about love?

This poem was constructed from subject lines found in my email spam filter. All words verbatim, only spelling was corrected.


Random poetry

February 1, 2011

Death worries

How can money expand past Death?
The accountant sketches spirits above the factory
outside the rattled shade
The color despises a stirring sweat inside the message
Art suffers without the greasy crown

Why does sickness strike art?
Loneliness leans against sex within the shed abandon
Jealousy awaits the poet
Wine marches inside flowers
The teapot seals sex
Art addicts sickness
Shadow objects devastate the poet

Should succour storm around the rumored poison?
Comfort gossips inside the lover
Hope flowers against fear
Does stone apologize underneath a cigarette?

The chocolate slave promises the wound
Its alert parade excuses Death
near the charmed ploy
Dreamland manufactures the cold flute
Should the wound freeze next to a battle?

The fog exits beside the lover
Spirits tire laughter
Smoke rebuilds stone
Stone enters the mangled playground
Flowers stray around this dusty shell

Death pinks the room

I “wrote” this poem-like compossition using the below link:
RANDOM PARAGRAPH GENERATOR
Something about random word associations are brain-tickling and a little irritating. But I rather enjoy the last line.  Death pinks the room, indeed.


Mount Pleasant Cemetery

April 13, 2010

cherry tree blossoms
mottle sunlight on gravestones
fluttering with life


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