Tagged: nonsense

On a Date With the Wrong End of a Ciggarette

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I could stand another

I only gagged a few times

and the jock itch nostril

keeps me drinking.

Dante’s inferno mid stomach

coffee, ciggarette, shots

and I burn through the interior lining

of a twisted stomach.

I can see precipitous eyed rain clouds

and the coming of dusk

around their eyes

New York Revelry

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The sun reflects from their tinted window
burning the passing children
playing in New York street
purchased from the vendor
for a foot job behind Denny’s

we hum in the jazz bands
just downtown
gospel for the people
every Sunday morning


we’ve been advised,
strap down the audience
tickle their ear lobes
with the sharp part of mother’s favorite spork.

I had almost forgotten
the septic taste of ignorance
the self assurance of bigotry
we’re all a twinge sick
the apelike growth
in the furrowed brow
plucking away excess.


How many of us have
been caught straying
to where we don’t belong?

Sen(non)se

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Same sad song

Same plain chorus

Of heart break

Self pity pop song

The I so malieable

It seems we all play off of

Cliché, clichette, shit in the red

Solo cup

Cheers, beer, insincere

And the million excuses

That make it her fault

Responsibility is drained

Like crushed cigarette bud

from stale lager

The barbed downward spiral

The words make a cell

my dull quill scratched away,

“escape”

in the aged cheddar walls.