Thursday, July 28, 2016

all i

all I
hear
outside are
mechanized
sounds
ten thousand
drones
appreciate rocks
again

in a plastic bag
with the
Walgreens logo
 
   another
   plastic
     bag

I was
   supposed to

write a book
  but

VEGETABLES!

Saturday, July 16, 2016

at dans

god had to
limit me
somehow,
I wasn't gifted
musically,
It's all in my
head, not in my
hands.
Dan Y. plucks out
the mood,
reverbing,
creating long spells

eat up
_____
come out of
hiding,
quell your
passions
be a model
unto yrself
know your
vices, live
them a moment

harmonize
with me
I am not yr
enemy, I am
merely a
monkey w/ something
to say. A chubby
one at that.
How can I
be inspired when
I'm on my ass?
Share w/ me
and I will
share w/ you.

Keep playing
til my ears pop,
I do everything
they tell me
not to do.
I stood in front
of the teacher
to apologize.
Grades ffflew
by, F-ZERO.

12/16/15

there's more to life
than Philadelphia.
Everyone realizes
that or really
maybe not
maybe not everyone
has realized
  life
          is
Suffering,
   everyday you start
pushing, no rest til
             Death

I'm a little
unstable,

I opened my
mouth & out
came -- not nonsense
but

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

guess

Pushing myself
Out of one room
Into the next
With the canvas
Eighty percent
On the north wall
Twenty on the east
I thought
When I was truly alone
Did I lament
At the possibility
Of this white window
Staring back
Saying never will
You put a drop
On me, never will
You make a mark
At this point
It's marked
Beyond recognition
Some surrealist scape
With fantastic rocks
Like half an armrest
Shared in lecture
The red blackness
When lights dim
And eyes adjust
To slides
To projectors
Producing heat
Fumes from a marker
Calls like a chore
Remember Tweety?
Draw me a Tweety
Tweety appeared
Airbrushed on
Black bombers
In memoriam
And here I am
At work wearing
Guess