Sunday, December 30, 2007

banana bounty: a poem

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

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

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

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

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

toothgrinder

toothgrinder is good
toothgrinder goes up a hill and you never see him again

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.

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

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

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