Tall Tuber eschewed sophistryAs he explained the world to meGod's figurine I am I amAnd thank heavens not a Clam Sweet Clam replied with hurtful smileShe, as he, employed no guileThe whole tureen– divinity!When first you take a sup of me In kiss-me apron, silly vestGod prepares to serve his guestsClam, meet Tuber, how'd you … Continue reading Bouillabaisse
Category: third toke
Evening Drivel Rover Red
I used to be the shadow on a bowling ballZoned in on any pin standing tallThe sight of humans well arrangedLeft my mind and soul estranged I much preferred the companyOf litter runt and orphaned beeWe knew then as they know nowThe game is rigged if you don’t ask how Two lines were formed a … Continue reading Evening Drivel Rover Red
untitled halloween nightmare
sloughing off the skin of air are the scales of the coiling nighteyes in the hollows patient and coldeyes in the patient hollow and coldoh the mess when together we mistook one for a kiteplay with your hands she said oh buster did I
Posse at Twitter Gap
The Devil came in the nightChanged their hats black from whiteAt dawn the posse awoke They gathered their gearTrusted year after yearNot one good man noticed the joke When they rode into townTo gun bad guys downThey frightened the Church going folk A glimpse in its glassOf themselves as they passedGave a warning most like … Continue reading Posse at Twitter Gap
Tuned Out It Wasn’t Me
I heard the tuned and hammered stringStrike out a note that I could singIn that moment I would bringA voice among the choir I harmonize in David’s chord!A thought my head could not affordThe Devil, friends, does not get boredWaiting by the fire Soon I sang another strainOf voices only in my brainIf I’ve a … Continue reading Tuned Out It Wasn’t Me
An Explanation?
On its face at first blush It’s just crazy enough If it were a lark it would fly To be howling within Round a ravenous sin While the face is a whitewashed lie * On its face at first blush You might not feel its touch At its core it just tastes with your eye … Continue reading An Explanation?
Why Are We Wet?
Saw a show last night on PBS Why I had it on is anyone’s guess Said this world is not what it seems You ‘n me are made out of the stuff of dreams Itty bitty bits that no eye can see Twitchin’ like Elvis on a weekend spree Peeped over his specs ‘n said … Continue reading Why Are We Wet?
The Hour is Coming, and Now Is 