I.
lo have i sailed
so many years at sea
so many years away from my family
but it's all good now,
y'all
II.
we have returned
we have returned, glorious and beautiful
for we have the banana bounty
may peace visit this kingdom
Sunday, December 30, 2007
banana bounty: a poem
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we: a poem
so like cattle are we
flying through the air to our jobs
swimming through the ocean to our families
so like cattle are we
so like zoo animals are we
caged like the slaves of tender love
in our cages
like zoo animals
so shall we find a way
a way to scale the mountains
the mountains of our inner hearts
the mountains that teach us things
about life and strength and beauty
and also about being friends
so shall we find a way
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short humor-sketch: a second sketch
one day i flipped a coin
it landed heads-up
i laughed
and something hit me in the face
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a short sketch
humble young farmer
wakes to find his crops gone
upon their return
he throws his hosannahs skyward
man who lives in room
man who writes things like "destroyed face"
his pants are too tight
borzoi dognoise
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
charlo: a poem
destroy ex fun bot
a good time in charlo
a good time for charlo
a good time aeroplane goes over charlo
and you see charlo
and you think of destroy ex fun bot
and you weep at charlo
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toothgrinder
toothgrinder is good
toothgrinder goes up a hill and you never see him again
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Sunday, December 23, 2007
my poem to the lord: a poem
o lord! for you i send my hosannahs skyward
thy name brings me peace, thy will, purpose
i'm thinking of a number, lord
can you guess what it is?
that's right, it was four. you're great at this.
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vanished think bar: a poem
I.
lo vanishing
lo bar
lo my thoughts
how nice they are
II.
henceforth shall ye be known as
the good man of the field
henceforth shall ye speak
the nice things for the people
hold crops in your hand and eat them,
yes the life is good
III.
lo everybody
lo how's it going
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vanished thought bar: a poem
one day, in bar,
i have vanished thought
and it come back new
but i know it no is thought same no and
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Thursday, December 20, 2007
vie capsules: a poem
vie capsules
hand them out to all
we're good
vie capsules
broken record
i'm a broken record
no man's land
no mans land
vie capsules
i eat them like always, man
it's a good
it's a vie capsules
where is the man's land
where do the mans land
where do they vie capsules
what are the vie capsules
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
barnival: a poem
barnival bag
sad old hag
in the lake
is a dirty rag
a fish in the lake
a clam in the bake
everyone enjoys
some fresh-baked hake
nonsense women and nonsense men
couldn't put nonsense together again
the barnival is back in town
and poems that rhyme are really good
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conscientiousness: thoughts
One day I was thinking about conscientiousness, and how cool it is. It's so fresh and happening!
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twerp guts: a poem
i dug a hole
and i'm going to fill it
with your twerp guts,
twerp.
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
tom cottage thinks: a poem
in his study,
tom cottage stares at the blank page in front of him
but all he can think of is the hard shell
of the time tortoise
that brought him here
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hiero flavius: a poem
you are a great painter
you paint pictures of
bark beetle
wooden raft
that's good
you are a great painter, hiero flavius
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Friday, December 14, 2007
monoxious: a poem
sinister monoxious
treedwelling
indwelling
laugh it off
laugh it off, you dumb cow
monoxious and bag
and car and pave mant
laugh it off
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turncalst: a poem
drip and drip turncalst
moron harvest at noon
everyone jump off the thing
no questions asked
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Tuesday, December 11, 2007
the lovely glade: a poem
what enchanting glade is this
where yonder unicorn leaps and hops
and young toads learn how to sing
and a dainty princess is graced by soft moonlight
what the fuck am i saying
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Monday, December 10, 2007
surface tension: a poem
hornet brigade eats the land
say goodbye to the land
hornets shoot out your hand
that sure is useful sometimes
pipe-walkin', a good time
cliff-walkin' is always a good time
jump from that thing, okay,
it's a good time i guess
i made you welcome to this earth
you made it a charnel house
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