Six Sick Sheiks
Perhaps my abject failure stems from lack of vision. Importing foxholes once seemed an inspired foray. And when they crumbled on a turbulent journey here, the sandcastle-in-a-box kit seemed an excellent idea. And, after a … Read more
Perhaps my abject failure stems from lack of vision. Importing foxholes once seemed an inspired foray. And when they crumbled on a turbulent journey here, the sandcastle-in-a-box kit seemed an excellent idea. And, after a … Read more
Tape your windows. Wear your camouflage. It’s a shooter’s holiday. Hide your loved ones in the garage. There’s a death arcade and many real wild rides. There’ll be bullets lodged in some unlucky hides. There … Read more
The protoplasmic gun belt hangs low on the hips of the world. Shooting speed into cows is the latest rap. Now they are lowing the brain damaged mice to sleep in their electronic cabanas. A … Read more
There’s a crash outside the church and bodies in the road, a flood of blood, the sirens cry, and god is just a goad. To die in shadows of the cross seems ethically untoward. The … Read more
All the townsfolk who pray to the lion and lamb have decided that justice is rarely well done. All the saints ate the sinners, served up in a jam. Now the sisters of mustard all … Read more
Wicket eyes in cardinal sauce. Rum furry flakes. Slapdash panache. Spicy species. Involuntary continental mousse. Anise abuse. Dribbled backwards conks. Lubricated moss. Dendrites on buffalo snatches. Percolated flack dabble. Umpteen fruity quads. Redondo quill flyers. … Read more
I pick up things from off the street and sell ’em. Whenever words come to my head, I yell ’em. They call me Hubcap Bub because I’ve got a big collection. Folks can stop on … Read more
I awoke at two a.m., my reading light still on, a book about the chupacabra of Boca Raton lay open on my chest; I was a fan of science fiction, the monsters of the southern … Read more
I can’t get a laugh out at the funny farm. The cows love satire, but find it ironic not to show it. (Cud-ups!) The deadly ducks quack up at nothing. Mules may bray, but only … Read more
Two bodies of life lined up on a couch begin to slouch and generally disintegrate. The dog eats their dust and turns into rust, he’s thrown in a car but no one gets the license … Read more
Someone please break down the door. Memory is on the floor. How we lost this history still remains a mystery. Images that once were hale now are rendered wan and pale. It’s as if a … Read more
Sister Sidewinder just can’t take old Sister Snake. They battle in the apses all night long. One says "chalice," one says "malice;" it’s real hard to take. Their dogma tells them everyone is wrong. It … Read more
It is not the world I wanted. Claim it not as your mistake. If at night our eyes are haunted maybe this could be our break. Some great star will fall upon us, some bright … Read more
If a giant crab decided it would fight a lobster, would there be a betting line, created by some mobster? Would the ring of battle be at sea or on dry land? What would be … Read more
A book falls off in fantasy, a cup collides in flight. We are captured by the solitude of gulls. Aged wood falls in upon our houses, bleeding seams. We are crushed by the weight of … Read more
One futon front of the other. Tatami can you see me?
With temperatures near zero, I try to play the hero, intent to go outside and feed the birds. The turkey is most foul, unlike the sacred owl, an animal too ugly for mere words. With … Read more
The lackluster Jesus just polishes cars as the haves all head off to the holidays. He sprawls in a drift in the guise of a cross and sings praise of the wage that no money … Read more
Bald naked umbrage teeming, garbage fueled, jargon-strewn half life, led in stages of decay and marked from birth, lined into corners by sidelong glances and fancy passes disguised as droplets of glory, emerge to a … Read more
Dad was not kilt in the war. Scotch tape and fine whiskey. Brigadoon was just a bore. Highlands are quite risky. Play on, bagpipe, play, with your wail and whine. I’m a Scot and to … Read more