In a breakneck chase the moose calf goes down, a grizzly devours. wolves stalk for hours the bison get away. the pack sustain on voles and mice mostly go hungry a crow eats the nestlings in a robin’s nest still robins abound. green turtles on a beach lay eggs swim off in the deep. all […]
Category: Dark Humor
Why My Poetry is The Greatest
I have all the best words I use like no one else I’m a very stable poet a genius I confess, Vlad loves my poetry translated into Russian it grabs him by the poesy he’s got a covert mission. My newer stuff is best SLAM SLAM BLING BLAM make poetry great again… Losers! I wrote […]
Nosegay
What Chopin wanted most was to die in George Sand arms on his deathbed, all he got Was a nosegay of violets She left at his door When her daughter turned her away– People can be such shits. He wrote a friend on his deathbed, “She promised me I would die in her arms.” How did […]
Advice
I had my annual physical today and all was well. The Doc. asked if I had any concerns, I said “I need a strong pain killer for a broken heart.” He laughed, but I said, “I’m serious. Nothing but booze helps and that gives me a hangover. Can’t you give me something for it?” He […]
The Lesson
Today, ignoring the voice of memory: my mother saying, “Never, Never stand on furniture to change a light bulb”… I stood on a desk to change a light bulb Slipped, fell… hit the floor But before I did The desk flipped I hit the steel frame with all the force of gravity On my side […]
Love Poem for a Loveless Age
Oh Lotto Ticket! You make phone sex obsolete, your tongue moves over the gutters of my body like a street cleaning truck. Your love is like a red, red Tube of toothpaste You are better for my mouth than Scope You are better than bubble gum blown during an action packed movie You’re more exiting […]
Bedtime Prayer
Soma, Zany, vodka sweet Now I lay me down to sleep I pray that death will not come That would be pretty dumb To die alone without a friend Would be a bitter wasted end. But if I die before I wake I did my best for fuck sake I don’t know where I’m goin’ […]
The Search
I wanted to be a serious poet, but heard they are prone to heart attacks so I lightened up and became a playwright, rented a little studio where I could audition the truth, ran an ad in the paper, “Desperately seeking reality.” And some very interesting characters came to read. There was a sage addicted […]
