Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Mayhem

Mayhem December
11-30-18

I have decided that this weekend
I'm going to have a good time
As stars collided and planets realign
Calling up Thorndike in his pockets I fell short
So I pilfer a half a dollar making this narrative as honest as possible
All for editorial horse manure as I disinter and again exhume
Overlooking times square to stake my claim in today's writings I fancy
I heard the sound of a guillotine and I suppose you know where I'm coming from
In books tightly plotted.....





Preposterous
11-30-18

In my new opus I find it suitable to help the people
With words of edification and good news about where I come from
All for parlors on Fifth Avenue
It might be here
It might be there
Wearing my price-nez cold eyed on my bold side by jejune dialogue
In my throat a frog all for Deja vu in the me that lieth in you
And banal characterization with hackneyed motivation to have a good time
And illogical exposition telling fowl from fair
As you still resent me....






Wangle The Table
11-30-18

Under terms of my own countback
I see fit to piece it together and never mind the weather not too severe
Quite yet under Binder Publications
A relationship is just beginning by the entrance of the Lincoln Tunnel
I fumble for a match as carbonation goes down the hatch
My treat, doll to repair
My ego that shattered all composure
What do you suggest in first stirrings and new associations
For unacceptable clinches
It feels like I've been here before
Wangling a table with tequila and shaved ice....








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