Thursday, March 28, 2013


The dogs are LOVING the sun
bathing in it like french models
from the internet.

Partially

Partially she looked at me
and said you are crazy.
Coincidentally she looked
at me and said you are lazy.
I closed the magazine
and walked out of the store.
I never saw her no more.

The randomness of existence

Some animals get to be loved.
Some animals get to be hamburgers.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013


Tuesday, March 26, 2013


We almost have this winter beat, but she is hanging in there
like an Irishman fighting for cash and clan pride. I think that 
it is colder, today, than it was yesterday, and it was cold as fuck 
yesterday. Honey please, give me some warm weather.

At one point in my career as a kid

my mother tried to get us to use the word
satiated when we finished eating. And
if I didn’t eat everything on my plate
my dad would slap me across the face
and say, “Your mother and I worked hard
to put that food there.” 

  1. I am up at 5am hand feeding The Bird, and one of the dogs, Penni, blueberries. Penni and The Bird share a love for blueberries, and roasted peanets. The peanuts I deshell for the bird, and feed her just the nut, while the dog likes to get the whole peanut.

    Joan started my day by giving me one of those good sugar kisses that she gives to me so often. Janis Joplin once sang that, "You only gotta do one thing well, You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe. You got a woman waiting for you there, All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman And that'll be the end of the road, babe."

    I am blessed.

Monday, March 25, 2013


Something

Something in your words
said that there was something
in your heart and soul.

I did some things right.
I did some things wrong.

No I’m not

I need some clear eyes. I’ve been crying.
I don’t know what for. Am I going to sit
around feeling sorry for myself for whatever
amount of time it is that I have left? No I’m not.

It's the time of year for little chocolate eggs that come wrapped in foil. I love the chocolate, but hate the foil. I am looking for an unpaid intern to take the wrappings off for me. Ha ha. Joan says she is busy!



Would you rather hear about my Jesus, or Joan’s beef stew?

Was Jesus like Alexandar Putin,
or was he like Buddha?

Was it really us or them?

In love you weren’t supposed to kill,
but your factory job got to you
and you had to make a stand. 

She ain’t alive
but she’s my second driver.
I love her so much.
I want to circumcise her. 

I think I'm going to cut my hair
 short and join The KKK. Just kidding.

Was Jesus like Alexandar Putin,
or was he like Buddha?

Life as I see it

It’s sometimes fast.
It’s sometimes slow.
Sometimes, the path is clear.
Sometimes, you don’t know where to go.

I control the money.

It’s me I assure you
I have the power to be God.

To fly

I have a head full of carry-on luggage
I want to fly duty free everywhere there is.

When you have a girlfriend

who runs her mouth
why would you want to have
a bird that talks?

Jesus as a super hero

He could be Superman
but he couldn’t be Superwoman
because that might say to be gay
is ok, not that everyone who is gay
wears a dress.

Who is more of a criminal, the doctor who orders surgery that is not necessary so that he can bill the insurance company, or some young kid strung out on Tupac and heroin who robs a convenience store?

But we can’t

The scream of the dead butterfly
is getting sickening. We killed them
with our way of life, said it wouldn’t matter
once they were gone, we could carry on
without them.

His guitar and my vocals

would collide, someday,
and the result will be mesmerizing.

When a good thing is not a good thing

I avoided jelly beans, yesterday, and this is a major 
accomplishment because my name is Mikel, and I am
addicted to jelly beans. I don’t just eat one or two, or
three or four, if a bag of them comes my way, around
Easter, or any other time of year, I eat the whole bag.
And I am diabetic, so this is not a good thing. 

Distinct

The cat who never shows me any affection seems to be dead upon my foot, having passed into a deep slumber with my toes as his pillow. He is a strange little cat: not affectionate in any of the conventional cat ways. He was found in a Mc Donald’s drive through lane, with his chest caved in, lying next to his dead mother. He was brought to the vet that I was taking my animals to at the time. The vet folks taking care of him used to carry him out to me to let me say hello and see how he was doing. One day they said, “He is ready to go home. Do you want him?”

Of course I wanted him, and I still want him, now, about six years later, even though he will not much let me even pet him. Each of our animals requires a distinct kind of love. 

You broke the rules

but worse you broke your vows
and that broke your heart.

Sunday, March 24, 2013


Notes on an unknown source

Sleeping on the table
things growing in your navel.

I’m going to always get what I want

Na na na.
I’m going to always get what I want.
You can t stop me.
Nobody can drop me.
I’m The King(or Queen)of the world.

His guitar and my vocals
would collide, some day,
and the result will be mesmerizing.

He’s been screwing people

He’s been screwing people
for years: started out as a
pot dealer; shorted every bag
that he ever sold. And then he
went on to selling cars, and
opening restaurants. He screwed
folks, hard, in both ventures.
Before he died, he gave all his money
to the Vatican, and The Pope says
that this guy is going to Heaven.

Saturday, March 23, 2013


Pay the blues

Pay your bills
 Pay your taxes
 you've paid your due.
 Now what?

Ultimately, the alcoholism caught up with him."
--Doors Drummer John Densmore speaking of
 singer Jim Morrison.

Could it be true for you?

 Wishful wanting thinking
 of how you would like to not be drinking.



It does, doesn’t it?

It does what it is
supposed to do
without even trying.

And then time talked to me

I wanted someone
to tell me something
that I didn’t know.
I wanted someone
to say something
to make the pain go away.
I wanted someone
to fix my broken world.
Nothing worked
but turning the pages
on the calendar.

Consummate lover such a friend
we will be together until the end.

Mud Dream

Two nights ago I had a dream where I jumped into a body of water
and was immediately consumed by the wet mud that lay under the water. 
As I was about to drown in the mud, I woke up, very thankful to be alive. 

Virgin Kisses

Do you realize that the first sip you take
out of any cup of water is a virgin kiss to that water?

Where do we go?

We go to church on Sunday.
We go to work on Monday.

Love is not a bad situation

Help me, I’ve fallen.
Help me, I’ve fallen in Love.
Somebody please help me.
Save me from this beauty.
Send me back to Hell.
Somebody please help me.
I've fallen in love.

Friday, March 22, 2013


Where do we go?

We go to church on Sunday.
We go to work on Monday.

Do you realize that the first sip you take
out of any cup of water is a virgin kiss to that water?

When you left your window open

so that I could climb in there
and be with you, I sometimes, on the
way in, cut my toe or finger and bled
all over your bed.

“You got any lip balm? Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. It’s illegal to buy it. It’s illegal to smoke. And you can’t grow it without risking going to jail. It never made anyone hit anyone.
People don’t get violent, or black out on it. 

Is summer safer where the feelings stay?

Does winter blow away all that you have found.
When things are awful should you seek more fertile ground?

Do drummers ever really relax?

Do hippies ever cut their hair?
Do beauty queens ever really fit it?
Is a soldier acting in the name of God
or to make money for people
who already have a lot of money
when he heads off to a war
red white and blue waving in the air above him?

13 minutes ago near Atlanta in Mableton

.Crankin' some Neil Young and Crazy Horse
 to see what The Bird thinks.

Mikel K Poet She ain't moving yet.
Mikel K Poet She is ignoring the entire show.
Mikel K Poet Dolcinea is not down with Neil Young.

A few seconds ago · Like..

Bard

You wrote the book.
 You ruled its pages.
 You took us
 everywhere you went.

Whispering my name

The sound that the screen door made
behind me was that of a woman.

The girl in the statue smiled at me.
 And then the statue turned into her

Sugar Free Suckers

There were three orange sugar free suckers on top of the pantry where I had put them. I walked up to them and said, “I think I’ll have an orange one.” The candies looked at each other like I was rather strange, but it didn’t matter I took one of them and put it in my mouth leaving the other two trembling in fear. 


Whatever instruments you have,
 we'll play them. Any song you sing
 we will sing it. Any dream you have
 we have already dreamed.

Silly Girl

When I saw you standing in the back of the room
I knew that I was going to be your groom.
And when everyone else was gone, you were still there
so I knew that you knew it, too. It hasn’t been all easy,
but there is nowhere else that I would rather be
than in your arms, experiencing your charms, knowing
that you won’t pull no false alarms.

Silly Girl some here I’m so glad that you could stay.
Oh Silly Girl tell me again how you’ll never go away.
Silly Girl oh Silly Girl be with me every night and day.

When I saw you standing in the back of the room
 I knew that I was going to be your groom.
 And when everyone else was gone, you were still there
 so I knew that you knew it, too. It hasn’t been all easy,
 but there is nowhere else that I would rather be
than in your arms, experiencing your charms, knowing
 that you won’t pull no false alarms.

Silly Girl some here I’m so glad that you could stay.
Oh Silly Girl tell me again how you’ll never go away.
Silly Girl oh Silly Girl be with me every night and day.

I’ll take out the trash. I’ll make that cash. I’ll never bash you.
I’ll take out the trash. I’ll make that cash. I’ll never bash you.

Silly Girl some here I’m so glad that you could stay.
Oh Silly Girl tell me again how you’ll never go away.
Silly Girl oh Silly Girl be with me every night and day.

Prospecting for an Anne-Marie Mikel Song.



You

This is more than I want to say
but that’s ok I’ve got to say it anyway
I can never forget you. I can’t live
without you. I can never let you go.
You are my sun and you are my moon.
You are my yin and my yang.
You’re what puts a smile on my face
in the morning, keeps it there all day,
You are what lets me fall to sleep
at night with that smile still on my face.

Inside

What’s inside of  you
What’s inside of  me?
Do we have anything in there?
Do we have anything in common?
Can we do anything
but make each other bleed?

I need some ass

I need some ass
you’ll hear a young man say,
and when he gets it
he’ll stick his finger under your nose.

Thursday, March 21, 2013


That’s Right

I’m not scared to get down and dirty
but I’d rather treat you with respect,
and with us respecting each other
there would be no need to fight.
Tell me heaven from hell.

You don t know how to use your 357
and yet you want to buy an AK47?

Another Poem by Mikel K

And if they say you smell like fire
tell them that you are ready to explode
to burn down the city, tonight. 

Are you still making love and stale bread

getting up early in the morning to slave for your dad
while, last night, you were with the best thing that
you’d ever had?

How I keep up with them as an old man

Each time that I am done using the car key
I put it down in the same place. Every time.

Every time that I am done with the house keys
I put them down in the same place. The same place
as the car keys.

I think that most of us are narcissists of one sort or another.

What am I carry on luggage then what am I doing in the belly
of the beast? What am I the one to turn to when no one else
will listen? There’s a thin line between being a saint and a moron.


Dolcinea is getting famous on Facebook.

Ashe Turner You need to make videos of your bird.
Mikel K Poet She's not ready for that yet, but we should.

The band never hired you again

So you saw your name
roll in the credits of a
Rolling Stones movie.


I can't wait to light the candles.

It's about The Benjamins. And the children.

But mostly it should be about the benjamins
because what the fuck can you do for the children
if you have no benjamins? How many fucking
people are unemployed right now in this Great Nation?
How are those poor folk making it? What is their life like?

A philosophy not yet fully developed to live by

Yesterday, don’t matter if it’s done.” Or
“You can’t cry over spilled milk,” or “Tuesday’s Gone…”
“That which doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger.”
“It is always darkest before the dawn,” which I got from
a fortune cookie are the mottos, and songs, and thoughts
that I try to live by. And when I live by them, I am happy.

You are special. I would make
any trip for you.Trip and fall too,
like I tripped and fell for you.

And we ought to do what’s good

We can do what we can do
and we can’t do what we can’t do.

Starting to win

When they started to sing
I started to cry.
He was so unattractive
I didn’t know why
people did what they did
They had always picked on the kid.
Now he was out there singing
what amazing applause
he was bringing to himself.

Your Kiss

Is your kiss like honey?
Do you carry a gun?
Is your kiss like glue?
I’d be stuck with you oh no.

Never come down

Never come down from love.
Never come down from love.
Love is like a fever
but it won’t make you sick.

Peaceful and Kind

Soon we can sit comatose in our chairs forever
glued to what we are glued to now. If it is love
that we are glued to let it be love that we embrace,
now and forever, and if there are killing weapons,
and killing minds on the planet then let the angels
take them away or change them into something
peaceful and kind.

Here he comes

“This is my day,” he would say
in front of the mirror, smiling
at himself to start each and every day.

He would say it over and over
working himself into a frenzy
and, soon, he would walk out
into the world.

Your Buddy Jack

With a fool at your side
you feel pretty good about yourself
that fool is a lot stupider than I
you laugh to yourself
and then he steals from you everything
that you ever had.

Once More

You might have better luck
but I took a punch to the head
on the left and on the right
and then I hit the ground.

You might have better luck
but I wound up in jail
on the floor eating
their scrambled eggs for breakfast
and their baloney for lunch

I don’t know what they had
for dinner but I had seen the judge
and was out and on my way
to the bar once more
forgetting what I had promised The Lord
pleading with him to get me out
and I would never drink no more.

Your Kiss

Is your kiss like honey?
Do you carry a gun?
Is your kiss like glue?
I’d be stuck with you oh no.


She said

She said, “I’ll pay you a hundred thousand
dollars to have a drink with me right now.”

He said, “Lady, a hundred thousand dollars
wouldn’t even begin to cover the amount of
trouble that I would get into if I took that drink.

Who Wins?

I see you dig the after life.
Maybe if you’d been better
with your knife that tongue
of yours sure got you in a fix.
Who wins and loses
sometimes you can’t pick.

He’s the ice cream man, baby

I was a poor boy on the poor side of town
one day I saw a bank robbery go down
one of the bank robbers waved at me
said get in the car and away we went yippee.
First we stopped at the ice cream store
and we gave the owner so much money
that the kids in the neighborhood never had to
pay for ice cream no more.Then we go arrested
with ice cream on our shirts and went to jail
for a very long time.

Back when

cds were albums
before they were cassettes
or eight track tapes.
Of course all of this
was way before MP3’s.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

I also showed a propensity for math.

I was born a dancer
but I soon got cancer
because they wouldn’t
let me put on my dancing shoes.

Things ain’t gonna be the same

Things ain’t gonna be the same
if you say goodbye to me
and walk out that door.

Things ain’t going to be the same
if you leave me and hook up with
what’s his name.

Things ain’t going to be the same.
Things ain’t going to be the same
Things ain’t going to be the same.

You said you’d never leave me.
You said we’d be together for forever.
Now things ain’t the same because
I hooked up with what’s her name
for what turned out to be just one night
and you say that you are going to leave me.

Things ain’t going to be the same.
Things ain’t going to be the same
Things ain’t going to be the same.

If I could turn back the hands of time
I would. If I could do it over I wouldn’t do what I did.


Things ain’t going to be the same.
Things ain’t going to be the same
Things ain’t going to be the same.

Please don’t leave me.
Please don’t leave me.

An Amp K Tune


Oh Heavenly Father

Oh Heavenly Father
look what you have done
you gave us the earth
and we  have run her
into the ground.

Oh Heavenly Father
you gave us free will
and look what we have done
too many of us are starving.

Oh heavenly father
oh Heavenly father
please guide us to a place
of greater sanity.



Tuesday, March 19, 2013


Soon there might be nothing left

Oh there was a tree filled with rubber
and the Indian loved it. The white man
came along and the Indian taught them
how to be one with the tree. By way of
thanks the white man killed both the Indian
and the tree.


Monday, March 18, 2013


Weather.com is saying that we are having a severe thunderstorm
 here in Mableton. Joan just turned off her computer. She doesn't like the risk that it could be zapped by some lightening. I must keep the lines of communication open. Three years ago a storm hit this house where we're living in sin and tore its roof off. I hope that that doesn't happen tonight. Soldier on, Comrades.

I am looking forward to doing a drug more than I have ever looked forward to doing a drug, and there was a time in my life when I did look forward to doing an assortment of drugs, but this drug isn’t the same as those old drugs I used to do. This one is for arthritis. It is supposed to take the arthritic pain in my hip away, and hopefully the arthritis pain in my right knee, and lower back, also. Don’t expect miracles, I think. And do find out if it is addictive. It’s not a narcotic. It’s an anti-inflammatory.

Mikel K 

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Friday, March 15, 2013


Most

I wasn’t always into evolution.
The time for us must pass.
No need to wallow in confusion.
Most all you have done doesn’t matter
but that doesn’t matter most.

I’m through being through

I’m through being through.
I’m saying no to no.
Looking for a good time
after all the bad times I been through.
I give the devil his due.
He sure can cause pain and suffering
for me and for you,
but it ain’t something I’m fixing to do
with the time I got left.
I’m going to do my best, that’s all I can do.

The owner

She owns the garden
though all the sweat
and blood that went
into it came from me.



The owner

She owns the garden
though all the sweat
and blood that went
into it came from me.



Have you got $24.99?


Just getting even

I’ve not gotten caught
for most of the bad things I’ve done in my day.
But then, I haven’t received credit for all the good
that I’ve done.

A toast

Put me to sleep
Wake me back up.
We’ll drink from a cup
full of peace and love.

Your Frown

It makes for me to be no good company.
It seems like forever for it to go away.

Have you got $24.99?

I used to watch for the day to die
hoping that things on the next one
would get better. And when I quit
drinking, they did. Have you got
$24.99? This is my story.

By Mikel K

Power to the people

Sometimes, on Facebook, I want to say, “So, who cares,” to something someone has posted. I’m sure that you feel the same way on my page from time to time.
“When you choose to be pleasant and positive in the way you treat others, you have also chosen, in most cases, how you are going to be treated by others.” - Zig Ziglar

Thursday, March 14, 2013


I’m the boss.

I’m the janitor, too.
I’m the beginning.
I’m the end.
I’m everything in-between
I’m the ying.
I’m the yang.
I’m the fire.
I’m the water
I’m the glint in your happy eye.

Do you drink too much?

Do you hit your wife, or girlfriend, in blackouts?
Do you get thrown out of clubs?
Do you get thrown in jail.
Did you never learn when enough was enough.
Are you an alcoholic?
Are you an alcoholic?
Are you an alcoholic?

Scumbag

I thought that I was adding Wonder Woman
but she turned out to be a scumbag.

Slow Catcher

So, you got your ticket at The Hotel; finally. Everybody else had long been there. You were just slow about catching on. 

Wednesday, March 13, 2013


Under her thumb

I’ll not toss horns with her.
It is in my best interest to
make her smile.

What do you want man?

The pharmacy called
and I bet they are calling
because they got a call
from another pharmacy
telling them that I was
no long doing business
with them. The guy left
a voice mail asking me
to call him but he didn’t
say why. He didn’t say why.
What the fuck do you want?
What the fuck do you want?

It’s not my imagination

She can’t take me.
She can’t leave me.
She can’t believe me
when I say that I am the one.
First she comes.
And then she goes
to pick her clothes up
off the floor,
saying she won’t do that
no more.
Believe me.
Believe me.
Believe me,
I say as she heads out the door.

Monday, March 11, 2013


It’s slow in here

let me drink from
my bottle of insanity.
Tongue tied and twisted
I came into this world
and tongue tied and twisted
I was when it came to the girls.

The Queen of The World

She really has no way to defend herself.
And she can’t feed herself. So why is she
so darn grumpy at times? All she has is
this little cage and a few toys that are
scattered about it. You would think that,
by the way she acts, that she is The Queen
of the World. 

Are there still kids in their twenties?

The answer is yes.
And they act much like
kids did when we were
in our twenties. Gravity
does not defy us. Nor
does it define us. I never
rode a skateboard as a kid
and you won’t catch me
on one now. I’ve broken
my collar bone once
and I have broken one pinkie.
That’s enough. 

I often blow off CNN for The Grateful Dead. I’d prefer, mostly, to get my lessons in life from old song rather than the news. 

Can I have everything you have, and more?

I want the beaches the far reaches of your heart
and soul. I want your now, your yesterday, your tomorrow.
 I don’t want to have to beg, or borrow, you. I want you
 here and now. I want you for forever and beyond.
I want you at the river. I want you by the pond.

The Little Singing Birdie

Oh my Gosh. Honey, they are picking a new Pope.
You can't talk like that. It’s rude. It's a rule. One of
the angels will hear you, and tell one of The Cardinals
and the little birdie will sing.

UFO has forsaken me

after having taken me
to another planet. 

Sunday, March 10, 2013



Now is as good a time as any

Now is as good a time as any
so why not get started?

Now is as good a time as any
to leave the old behind
and become something new.

Now is as good a time to wear
a smile instead of a frown.

Now is the time to leave the past behind
and get into the now. Don’t worry about
tomorrow. Tomorrow will become today
and everything will be a.o.k.

The Soap at The Vatican

The soap at the Vatican is designed to fall out of your hands because then they can charge you for it. Can you imagine getting fucked in the ass and having to pay for it? There was actually a lot
of that going around and I am saying nothing here about Gay Marriage.

Dont bend over in the showers in The Vatican

If you are ever taking a shower at The Vatican
don’t bend over if you drop your soap.

Does that make me a Saint or a Sinner?


Each section of a tv dinner
is a gift from God. She used to
fix me five star dinners, now
I’m in the kitchen, on my own,
fending with tv dinners. The
noodles are not all that good,
but the broccoli is better than
any my mother made.

I forgive you

I’m thinking about starting a forgive you business.
People would tell me what they did, and for a price
I would forgive them. The cost would depend on the
severity of the crime. Murderers would have to pay
more than the kid who stole his best friend’s pot and
slept with his best friend’s girlfriend.

Let them fight their own wars

Private sentiment chose not to be a soldier.
He became a warrior for peace instead.

Living it was Hell

Is the killer stalking him after his own death?
Men were sending out voices that weren’t his.
They said that he was trying to kill the women
and the kids. Someday, someone would make
a documentary about it, but right now living it
was Hell.

When I think of you I want to rub my penis

When I think of you I want to rub my penis
wherever it is that I am in the kitchen: on
the highway, in jail, in a crowd.

to be cont.
Mikel K

Notes from a shoreline very close to me

You’re standing still in front of me
and for the longest time I couldn’t see.
There are men with far less than me
who have way more.
You can spend your life yearning
for a distant shore
and ignore the beauty at your feet.

Love is more important than poetry

I remember when I moved in with her
that I used to get irritated with her
when she would interrupt me
when I was in the middle of writing a poem.
What she had to say did not seem as important
as the work at hand.
Somewhere, in the near year that I have lived
in sin with her, I have come to realize that
love is more important than poetry.

The time of another precious day.

I still bitch about things
mostly in my mind these days
like about the time my son sat on the bench
a lot while a number of coaches’ sons
and a daughter played.
Like about the time the cop called me
off of a private lawn to bust me
for public consumption of a single beer.
Like about the time I spun donuts in the parking lot
and got busted for my only dui.
Sometimes, I blame you. Sometimes, I blame me
but all I do is waste the time of another precious day.

I do

Sometimes I feel like I could throw a baseball
a hundred miles an hour, standing in the kitchen
with a lemon in my hand.
But I can’t.
Sometimes, I think that I could throw a football
the length of a football field standing in front of
the refrigerator with a head of cabbage in my hand.
But I can’t.
Sometimes I feel like I could strip an engine
while watching cars race around an oval on the tv.
But I can’t.
Sometimes I feel like I could write a best-selling book.
But I haven’t.
Sometimes I feel like I could teach the world to sing
and that song would be one of peace and love but I can’t
get the world to sing anything.
Mostly I feel like I can love my family and friends and I do.  


In some other lifetime

The third is a bird
maybe it was once a cat.

Your silence would be golden

Lead by example
but don’t pound me
over the head
don’t run me over
with your mouth
about how things
ought to be.
You got your religion
but you only live it
when preaching it to me.

I play my guitar knowing

that I will never be a super star
but I also know that I won’t smash it
like I used to do when I was a drunk.

It all starts now

I can bitch about what happened yesterday
what people done to me
what I failed to do for myself
but all that is going to do is ruin today.

Blessings

The morning has broken
the birds have spoken to me.

For Joan

You are my song. You inspire my songs.
You waited way too long to come along,
but I am glad that, now, you are here.

Rejoice

It is a new day
and, once again,
I have been given
the most precious gift of all: life.
Whether I have
one minute left
or 2,000 centuries
I should live it
to the fullest
with gratitude.

Saturday, March 9, 2013


Sweet Dreams

I’m glad that someone finally realized
the genius in it because I have come
to conclude that I am not a genius after all.

I never figured out

how to be the next big thing
but I learned to be happy
where I’m at.

My heart ain’t bitter

but sometimes I’m a baby sitter
for my emotions.

Friday, March 8, 2013


Administrative segregation cells

is what the jailers call the place
where they put the mentally ill.
Alone for hours. Days. Weeks. Months. Years.
There is no rehabilitation there. No medication.
If you let it, life can get sadder and sadder.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013


Our frog, Ringo, passed last night. We are saddened by his departure but rest assurred that he is in Frog Heaven because he was a good frog. Goodbye Ringo. We Love You, and Miss You.

Your Family

We have been trying to figure out why he passed. Painted Chubby Frogs are supposed to live five years, and this one only made it about five months. It is 76 degrees in this room, which is supposed to be good for him, so I don't think the cold got him. He was well fed, well watered. I guess some beings are just not meant to live in captivity.

Monday, March 4, 2013



Amazing how beautiful it can be

And my next thought is
how brutal it can be, also.
I have to quit thinking like that.
I need to just focus on the beautiful.

Time to take out the trash

He made the big time, at last.
I haven’t. Oh well. It is trash day.

It is funny how you can feel close to some folks even though they are far away and you can feel distant to someone very close to you.

Sunday, March 3, 2013


Another Bukowski wannabe

There are hordes of them out there
influenced by the guy who used to get drunk
and beat his wife, (on camera even)
influenced by the guy who gets drunk
and spews hate. I lived like that when I was young
and had never heard of Charles Bukowski.
I’m lucky that I am not dead, or that
I didn’t kill someone else in a blackout. These days
I wish that I had never read a single poem
of the dirty old man’s because all of the love and heart
and soul that were in them seem to be a crock
of shit when you watch him, in person, in the movie.

Mother ship we missed it.
We are drifting.

Not everyone can

carry the weight of the world
Stipe sings, and I agree.

Blind then surly

Most children fail
to look up all they hear.

Sequester this

We’re all going to have to dig a hole
put our trash in there, stick our head in it.


No Security at home for the wicked

The secret stop signs caused a leak.
The mass of man and woman is not allowed to peak.

Saturday, March 2, 2013


On the q tip

Ear wax is transitional
like some people’s love.

Friday, March 1, 2013


If I had a dollar for every dollar I’ve spent
I’d go places that I never been yet.

We’re all salesmen in the end

A teacher must teach.
A student must learn.
A cop must make quota.
A killer must burn.

Song

Peace and love
wear a glove
when you fuck another
no protection from insanity.

If I started a band, today, I would like to call it
The Scum Sucking Pigs.

So hip

Sometimes it is hard, at first,
to recognize a moron. Looks
can be so superficial. 

No regrets

At times, I am sentimental.
I’ve never dated an Asian girl.

Diet

Sushi is one of life’s rich demands
while some eat the placenta.