Of all the birds I like…
I hate Jays.
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Ben’s a Dick
March 1, 2017 
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her coat is made of
reversible fabric,
& when she turns
(it)
you’ll know.
inside
cautionary
orange
(or is it?)
and subtle like that,
and outer
colored
rain
–skipping
sweat
her,
this amazing
colorized
cover-up
sports
removable
lining,
(2)
WIP
February 27, 2017 Comments Off on WIP
Steph was
on staff.
In step
with the stiffs.
the grabbers,
the grubbers,
the “going for it”
–the chosen
all chasing,
American dream,
But Steph saw the symbol
as something obscene.
a subverted
perverted,
reworded,
sham–
concluding
permuting,
excluded
the plan,
not getting
the gadgets
that gleam
from a fist,
not gemstones
or rhinestones!
or millstones
like this…
just wish
of the workers
for white picket fence,
not “ish”
but for certain,
yes that’s what
was meant—
All that Glitters
February 20, 2017 Comments Off on All that Glitters
we hashed out
and hushed up
the hazing that was
we crossed out
and tossed out
the bustle because…
we reviewed
and renewed
a contract
unspoken
–communion
reunion
abiding unbroken.
Now that’s a Club!
February 13, 2017 Comments Off on Now that’s a Club!
After making lots of
dough
I had bread,
and as I was the Biggest Cheese,
cheddar also abounded
–not to get all up in your grill about it, but
toast to that, right?
–down the old gullet
and with lettuce to spare,
I brought home the bacon,
–a task I didn’t relish, so
things got a bit dry
from there,
though the club
I founded subsequently
was no turkey.
just gravy
No tomatoes, either,
because who can afford seed?
Recency Effect
February 13, 2017 Comments Off on Recency Effect
Odds are
9 to 5
racing wears you down
but oh, the ribbon wrapping week
compels a rat to scuttle
cheesy reward, and convoluted,
–weak-end warriors needn’t play
only a strong finish applies–
amazing,
though it seems.
Cocktail Napkin Stuff
February 12, 2017 Comments Off on Cocktail Napkin Stuff
I killed my hair,
& made up a face,
Spanked my ass in gear…
with forward tilt,
I climbed on stilts,
uplifting where I peer.
with better view,
I added new,
spectacles to nose…
so rosy red,
they cleared my head,
& kept me on my toes.
with rings I couldn’t,
toe, and wouldn’t–
–line, but sought to please…
by wrote, I rhymed,
to honor line,
Uncrossing eyes & tease.
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