Saturday, February 9, 2019

I compose poems. Bulwinkle Moose used to exlaim, "Exclelsior."


A Guru

I'm a tidy motherfucker
only newspapers and bottles curb side
no plastic
sometimes a rubber doo dad
amulets maybe
talismanic veggies with Cougat mania
Cabbage Calloway cores, sometimes
alright
sometimes an old scholar parties
we get fucked up too



Retired

sad certainty they pulling stunts
you saunter rabbit-ear broke
hobo flags
scissor job on pockets 
burp, need any range rockets?
no, cool
see ya' later
no invites for jerky
only news
buzzards eat anything





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