Somewhere in Kansas

Dorothy’s hallucinating again. The telltale stare. The bulkhead stair. Playing the game, rolls a six, then boxcars, sixty-six. 666. The Oz number. Twister on the near horizon and she’s outside for the dog, a heroine … Read more

Riding With Jayne

Willie Mays days are here again. I traded my uncle the right to life for his extensive stencil collection. Now my art career can begin in earnest. First sign, "No Borgnines," writ large above the … Read more

Dump

Hazardous waste has piled up to my waist. It’s just a simple taste of worldwide doom. It seems our end is based on on-line cut and paste, and now we all are faced with satan’s … Read more

Father’s Day

Happy Fathers’ Day. The hours melt away. Only two more left to sell these cards. Door to door we’ll go, knocking, don’t you know, selling reminiscence and its shards. And it’s Daddy, Daddy-Oh. How I … Read more

To An Athlete Growing Old

His fingertips are raisins in a certain light, like fingerprints that just survived a twelve-round fight. His knuckles often swell and sometimes they will ache. And if he tried to throw a curve, it wouldn’t … Read more

Hollow Victory

It’s a hard shard to swallow. It’s a scarred card to follow. It’s a lumbering craft dragged out to sea. We were just getting started. The sand itself departed. Wave after endless wave and tree … Read more

Power Cord

Grab this dark cloud now and wring it out. Its tears will be the moneyed mead of oil. So, shut the lights off, mama, for, no doubt, you’re gonna have some acid in your soil. … Read more

Rocky Road

He’s got a fistful of fight but his hands are so small that to battle makes not one shred of sense at all. He emerges bloodied from every dust up. He howls like a wolf … Read more

Big Sale at Spirit World

Six weeks ago I bought a gross of ghosts. I thought they’d make tremendous party hosts. I didn’t realize they’re unionized. Before the sale I should have been apprised. They’ll only show up for approved … Read more

Dusty Milk Spots

Dusty milk spots remain on the old barn floor where we used to play tag as kids. They were the safe zones, like baseball bases, where one could not be tagged. Problem was they were … Read more

Reducing the Isn’t

Echo soundlessly inward beyond vegetable borders of limited dysfunctional reality. Confound irretrievable memory descending genetic ropes toward fathomless new beginnings. Explore erased capacities. Ignore external duplicity. Delve, unshelve and declassify. Investigate, extrapolate, dematerialize. (for Dr. … Read more

Boss Dweeb

We’re caulking up the cracks in the facade of our reason. Environmental factors aren’t responsible this season. It seems that all the wear and tear is coming from within, ‘tween where propaganda ends and outright … Read more

Mayday

Up at three a.m. again, sittin’ on the can. Sweatin’ out all last night’s gin, worried ’bout the man. He shut off my internet, even killed my phone. Am I frightened? Yeah, you bet! I … Read more

Carnac Tribute III

Where you can see Van Gogh’s Q-tip: ear wax museum She always complains about her high rent at the DaVinci apartment complex: moaner leaser What the Xerox thief figured he’d do in court: Copy Cop … Read more

Carnac Homage II

60’s "Fifth Beatle" DJ, turned dentist: Murray Decay Wild west folk hero with esophageal spasms: Wild Bill Hiccup Ball club made up of little Cratchits: Tiny Team Disney memorabilia above the fireplace: Mickey Mantlepiece Ex … Read more

Homage to Carnac

Kneel Young – Catechism Instruction booklet for pre-schoolers Franklin Mint . – after dinner treat from the Queen of Soul Conway Twitter – Hashtag Kellyanne Meat the Beetles – Japanese insect cookbook Chelsea Mourning – … Read more

Toy Box

Madness is in the eye of the beholder, said a man who lived in a toy box. It’s accepted when a kid or much, much older. In the interval between, it shocks. His walls once … Read more

National Pastime

No one saw the last strike coming, on the inside corner humming. No one saw the walk off homer, save the hermit Astrodomer. No one saw the infield fly never exit from the sky. All … Read more

Cow Bombs

Our military found a way to make cows fly. Now, every time they take a shit, some folks might die. A cow flop dropped from fifty feet up might not matter. But from half a … Read more