June 2014 K Poems

What does lay down a funky groove mean?

To have love. Must we define love?

She was such a good connection

but I failed to get an erection, wouldn't

use a pill and she was gone.

Look where his hand was

It was on a gun loaded

with eight bullets that

he left in the kid’s toy

section of a large

department store.

Security found it

but you have to

wonder was he stoned

and spaced on the gun

or did he leave it there

intentionally hoping

some kid would kill

them self?

Baseball is a game of strategy and you need

to call us for pest control.

They want me to come down to their gas station

and fill out an application for their credit card.

Stop The War

Stop the war

that rages inside

your mind.

Stop the war

that is waged

on foreign soil.

No bed of roses.

No scenic cruise.

No week at the beach,

and certainly no limousines.

No paparazzi.

No picture on the cover

of the magazines

and no limousines.

It was a weird, fun, and interesting evening.

You're punk rock

like my rag for dishes

is mink for your old lady.

I never partied at The Mudd Club.

Never went to CBGB's,

but I went to 688 and got very drunk

almost every Friday and Saturday night

for long while.

And through stupid eyes

she cries at you.

And through stupid eyes

she lies to you.

You stand there knowing

wondering what to do.

She's got stupid eyes

and you don't know

what to do.

Revolution Tomorrow

Revolution tomorrow

he would scream

watching the evening news.

Revolution tomorrow

he would scream

trapped in traffic every day.

Revolution tomorrow

he would whisper

when he was done

fighting with his wife.

Passion

You better do it

from the heart.

You better do it

from the head.

You better do it

when you wake up.

You better do it

when you go to bed.

You've got to do it

do it do it. You've

got to do it do it do it.

You got to do it

in traffic.

You go to do it

when you're not behind

the wheel.

I’m not really anywhere

unless I'm here. I’m no

fun unless I have beer.

Stop being fun after about

ten beers. You say what

am I doing having him here?

I brake your lamp,

you call the law.

I should have seen

the writing on the

wall. I been down

this road before.

My father might have said to me

You're not a chip off the old block.

You're not made of the right stock.

Heavy gnats flow in a recessed part of my mind.

Heavy guts that flow from seasons down the road

explode onto the road map of my life. Busted. The

thought police have trapped me. And they’re not

going to be kind. What am I guilty of? Nothing more

than you want either. See both of us could be so kind

and still get in trouble. On the double. You know what

to do.

That’s how I was

when I saw The Virgin Mary

she was in my napkin

after I had wiped my lips

in the napkin lips covered in

ketchup and there she was

in the napkin staring up at me

and all. I tried to sell that napkin

for a million dollars but all I got

was title to a condo by the beach

in Hawaii that came with a

Porsche, a Cadillac, and a big boat.

She got a tan and then she got cancer

and died. When she got to heaven her

biggest regret was that she hadn't smoked

a pack a day.

A Country Song

Forgiving you was easy.

Forgetting you is hard

in fact I ain't been able

to do it. I keep seeing you

next to me. I keep

hearing you say that

you love me. I keep hoping

that you'll come back to me

one day.

In the light

I think I'm going to be sick

I think I am going to die

I think that I am never going

to feel the same

after looking at you in the light.

Say, I got something to say

and I got nobody to say it to.

Some people will do anything.

Some people will do anything

for money.

Some people will do anything

for power.

Some people will do anything

for fame.

Some people will do anything

that you tell them.

Some people will do anything

to pay the bills.

Some people will do anything

to avoid a haircut.

Some people will do anything

to beat a traffic ticket.

Some people will do anything

for love, and thems my people.

My Meat

If I microwave

my meat

it cooks it sum.

I like to place

my meet in the

sink and let it

thaw.

We made our plans

and we made our bed

and we slept in it.

I have finished another bag

of pretzels. They were accompanied

by a wondrous ranch dressing.

We'd said goodbye several times.

It was my intention to drop it, but

he kept going on and on. I'm not

the kind of person to carry a gun

but if I was I would have shot this

guy and gotten away with it.

So, you tried to make a perfect landing,

but all you wound up with was bills outstanding.

Repeat Offender

I don't remember fighting the cop.

I don't remember breaking out the window.

I don't remember driving drunk.

I don't remember anything from that evening,

but it will never repeat itself.

Like a roller coaster sort of

Each ride is different.

It takes you to a

different place every time.

There is some sort of insect

meandering its way around

my office, concentrating, it

seems, mainly on my desk.

I want to kill this thing, but it

is elusive, so I will suffer the

pain that the insect subjects

me to.

This morning will be just such

a small part of this day. The

thoughts I’ve had will have come

and gone away. I hope to hold

your hand this evening, and

watch the news at 7. Funny how

you look all around for it but it

was here at home all along: heaven.

Just one more

Just one more sip off this beer.

Just one more beer.

Just one more cigarette.

Just one more hit off of this bong.

That's how I used to play it,

now it's not how many joints

I can roll, but how many poems

can I paint.

Now it's: one more piece of sushi.

One more shrimp cocktail.

Just one more cup of coffee.

One more book read.

One more poem written.

Man, I'm staying at home,

but my poetry is on the road.

I don't know if I have enough milk left

to have some raisin bran. I could have

some of the bird's maintenance food,

but that wouldn't make any sense and

would be yucky. I might settle for a

peanut butter on multi-grain bread with

raspberry jam or jelly added. There are

a couple of those little microwave

macaoni and cheese things in there.

I have one lemon left and I am out of

half n half. Time to head to the store.

You're only as good as your last gig

is not necessarily true.

She didn't know this

and she didn't know

that. He knowledge

was incomplete. But,

she made her some

money and she got

her a good man and,

now, she's doing alright.

I’ve got some macaroni boiling in the microwave

and some cheese squeeze to add to it to make some

quick and lovely macaroni and cheese and we’ve got

bugs over the trash in the kitchen and even a few back

here in my office. Man, what’s a poor poet to do?

There was alcohol involved

in darn near every bit of trouble

that I've ever been in, but that

ain't to say that I haven't been

an asshole once or twice sober.

Facebook is about to offer another paid service.

This one would let you unblock yourself from someone

who has blocked you, become their friend, again,

without them knowing you are there, and leaving comments

they can't take down.

How we choose to portray ourselves

One man shoots the bird.

Another man shoots the peace sign.

One man used to shoot the bird

now he shoots the peace sign.

You make me weep and want to die

sings Journey.

Ain’t they great?

They like to sodomize

your dreams.

They won’t subsidize

your needs,

taking all they want.

They eat in restaurants

while taking food

off of your plate.

I been sick. Sick as a dog. I don't mean

I had a runny nose and temperature, neither.

I was sick as I could be. I was sicker than sick,

but don't bring me no cough medicine nor

pills for pain. I'm sick. I'm sick. I'm quite insane.

Errrrrrr, I was quite insane. I'm not sick. I'm not

sick. I'm not sick, anymore.

You got A to Z

and then you got

A to Z again.

And you got 1,2 3...

Well, I never

asked my daddy

about 4 but I went

out and found her.

On the go go

I'm hustling.

I'm taking it easy.

I'm in gear.

I'm in the easy chair.

I'm on the go.

I stop, oh no.

Must always be on

the go, go.

Die trying

You’ll have to pry that guitar from

his dead fingers. You’re going to have

to pry that pen from my fingers, cuz

we’re going to die trying.

I am the light and the way

I am a shining star.

I am the doctor with the answer

to cancer.

I am the mechanic

charging you fairly

to fix your car.

I am not the little boy

who my father told was bad.

I am not the young man

who my father told was bad.

I am not good for nothing,

useless,

and won’t amount to much.

Owning the world

when it’s over will

we pass this way

again once we have

brutalized and

castrated every

bird and every tree?

Aug.23, 2002

Practically a virgin

I’ve never taken valium

never fucked a hooker in the ass.

The things you will put up with

She eats a lot of sugar

affects her mood.

She gets bitchy

but looks good

in the nude.

These are the days.

This is forever.

Where would I be without love?

I'd be the glimmer in my daddy's eye

before he stuck it in my mother

and got the job done.

Play Ball

They told me to drink

lots of milk that it was

good for me.

They told me to drink

lots of water that it was

good for me.

They say that milk

is bad for you, now.

They say there is

fluoride in the water

that is bad for you.

Sometimes I just want

to stick my nose into

a ballgame and ignore

the world.

6.18.14

Play Ball

They told me to drink

lots of milk that it was

good for me.

They told me to drink

lots of water that it was

good for me.

They say that milk

is bad for you, now.

They say there is

fluoride in the water

that is bad for you.

Sometimes I just want

to stick my nose into

a ballgame and ignore

the world.

6.18.14

I wanna be a wanna be

I don't want to face reality.

I wish I had a can of ravioli and a chocolate bar

I wish I had a Mercedes, a van, an RV, and a house

on the beach, somewhere under sunny skies, where

the temperature is never brutal. I wish that the house

by the beach had a lap swimming pool behind it,

between the house and the beach. I wish that I had

all the money that I will ever need and that you did, too!!

Does an ant have heart and soul?

Ants that crawl on my body

or on my kitchen sink are dead ants.

There will be no worker ants revolution.

I will crush them; kill them all.

Unfortunate Cookie

The days will pass by slowly

and enjoyably, but they will

pass by and then what? The

days might not be as slow

and enjoyable.

These are the days.

This is forever.

These are the times

we will never forget.

These are the times

that will lead to us

tomorrow. These are

the days that we will

look back upon with

a smile and a tear.

A cheap place to stay

Talked your way passed

the doorman, pulled out

a large flask once inside.

The night didn't cost you

nothing but another night

in jail.

                                                                                                 

To be wanted

as a prostitute

makes me cry.

Man. We went went went.

And then we would go, and go,

and go. One last goooooooo

before daybreak, two hours

sleep and up to wait tables all

day, And in the evening

I will put on one of my favorite

dresses and go out and do it

again.

                                     

Some NFL player with a bad back

just broke his foot. Rough way to make

a buck that one.

I ain’t the nice guy

I am the dentist

who will sell you

crowns that you

don’t need, fill in

cavities that aren’t there.

I ain’t the nice guy.

I’m the lawyer

going to charge you

to plead you no lo.

You fool, you can

plead no lo on your own.

I ain’t the nice guy.

I’m the doctor going to

take your heart while

you still need it, someone

bought the life right out

of you.

Chocolate is bad for dogs.

Poverty is bad for human beings.

Reagan put them on the streets

and many of them are still there.

They walk among us, some of them

mad, some of them looking scared

as hell, some of them smelling of

whiskey and asking for change for

some food.

Here and There

They say you are moving too slow,

there's another place where you

could go where they would appreciate

you but you can't find it because you

are here and they are there.

Got to get away.

Got to get the check.

Pay it.

Get away.

Where can I get

away?

We're going to dance

across the floor

to the edge of Mexico.

And when we get to

the border, I'll kiss you.

There are texts from Christ

missing from the bible? Why?

Even a down and outer deserves a place to go

just like a bad dog might need a biscuit every once in a while.

Perhaps when I am done

listening to, “Simple Man,”

I will get on with things,

carry on. I need to take a

shower. Joan is coming home

for the first time in two weeks.

I will be glad to see her. Overjoyed

in fact. I love my Joan.

Wake up

Wake up Maggie.

Wake up Mary.

Wake up Cindy Lou.

Wake up Rebecca.

And wake up Susan,

Lori,  Kathleen, Penny,

Gigi, Carol, Cynthia and Joan.

Don’t say hate

“And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose.”

--Ronnie Van Zant

On earth there is no more precious gift than life.

Without it, the world as we know it, ends.

What’s next nobody knows for sure.

Some speculate. Some point to this star,

this moon, or this book and say, “See, this is the

way that it is,” when nobody really knows how it is.

How it is is you should love as many people as you can

while you are alive. Why not? Love feels better than hate.