"Divine Bovine Princess"
Moo I tell you, let me out of this zoo.
I need no more fences, defenseless in lieu.
You're making me lazy, it's crazy but true.
Divine bovine princess is senseless and blue.
This grass tastes like ass, I'm a lawnmower to you?
There's nothing to do but to chew and to chew.
So I chew and I chew, just waiting for you.
^^
That gate that I hate I must wait for a clue,
the fate I await on a plate you construe,
this divine bovine princess plots patiently too.

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"A Break Adrift Sunrise"

Pat pattering the rough wake, birds call with a caw.

I'm happy my arms ache, blood rush with a smile.

Nothing but wind here, flat line far behind,

direction's no matter, I've found and I'll find.

Give moments to meaning, the feel of the skin.

Look back on, look over, look out and look in.


Luke warm's hardly vivid, can't capture forever,

extremes are the easy ones, bastards of flavor.

Savor the distant, be your own harbinger,

disconnect, step back, reconnect bigger.

Inspect what is closest, magnified eye,

fell onto, free fall in, dive out of the sky.

Know nothing, no someone, no time for the time,

it's really no matter, if poems don't ...




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"Counting on Bird Brained Accountants"

I peck at these numbers, perfect in transcription,

digital digits deal death with mixed minor convention.


Foregone and forfeited, where I once was alive,

adjusting positions when transitions arrive.

Bottom line is, proles toll to survive.

Top of the line, boggles minds eye.

Juxtaposition, translation's awry,

it's gone and forgotten, dead deals die up dry.

Breath bleak speaks the beak, nixed bird brained discretion,

I pecked all the numbers, please forgive my complexion.

"Carny Clown"

Rusted batteries and bruised bones rolling down the isle,

wrapped in virgin cloth, blood stained, beautifully vile.

Contraptions trapped in tripped up trapeze shackles,

filled up to the brim under hackles and cackles.

Bricked up alleyways damp with frustration,

moldy funk gutter cats in folded relations.

Shanked and starved and stuck and burnt,


forget what you got, forgot what you've learned.

Carousels covered in carnivorous beasts

counter clockwise, carnival of the feast.

Stampeding silhouettes in contrast with sure bets of harmonious pirouettes on perilous TV sets..

Bare wires touched tingle on tongues and in teeth,

language so simple, so supple and brief.

So sloppy such sanctity, so sure and so safe,

relaxing tranquility, superficial such faith.

Barbed boxes the vestige and labeled with "home"


so crowded and sticky, so sickly alone.

Some something, some someone, redundant the hope,

paint face, plaster smile, and privately mope.