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Getting Naked at Work and Reciting Shakespeare

Sitting in desolate isolation entrapped by my cubicle
My boredom melancholy counted by ticking clocks
Water coolers burping passing time like hour glasses

Sunbitten

The Sun eats at the corpse in the grass
Whose wristwatch cracked broken doesn't forget
Chilling winds of a passing moment glide vagrant northwest

I Lied

I lied to myself
so somebody would believe me
When I cried to myself
nobody could see me

Cemetery by the Sea

As he walks down the hill
He arrives at the cemetery, that ancient one, that resides
In front of and behind the mango bush
Once there, he clips off his fingers with a cigar cutter

Emperor Palin's New Clothes

Plunder the frozen grave
Deposit a frostbitten toe
Feed bitter ice cream to the wage slave
Throughout a snowshoe's rush-hour composite

Malnourishment, famine, starvation

Mutilate the Monkey

Scars adorn feeble arms
Running tracks- like the train to Carinthia
Where nightmares lived and remembered
I was there, too

Work Will Not Make Me Free

Feast your third eye upon the window
It overseas barbed wire interlocked fences
Through the bliss of ignorance, the timid villagers haven’t a clue
Weil ich trage the stripes and David’s star

Suicide Commitments

$19.99 Suicide might be blue
But is it painless?
Could be loud
But does it refrain less?

Mass Graves for Sale

Locking doors open skin wounds of silence
Burnt fields accosted into nights verloren
We shall dance a tango beside the moonslit bay
Where greenish waters never reached puberty

Necromantic Love

Indifferent stranger of intimacy
Foaming beast that crawls silent
Whose daggers penetrate the soul?
Sharp
Binding
Warning never proclaimed
The edges
Not released by an angelic bow

FUCK THE CHILDREN

The children! The Children!
What about the CHILDREN?!
FUCK THE CHILDREN
FUCK
THE CHILDREN

Tropical Scenes

I
Black feathered Pelicans
In dazzling but not harmonic unison
Flock
To beach at dusk
With grace they’ll plunge the Gulf
Their breakfast an elusive encounter

Old Friend? Was I just a Psychic Vampire?

Old Friend?
Remember when?
We shared a moment?
Remember when…
We exchanged smiles

The years shift not only the trees
Decaying to amber the hazel shades
Time rakes his fallen leaves

Ode to the Internet

CLICK HERE!
Crack Whore Lewinsky the Hillary Rodham Clinton
P2P the HIV BOMB
Watching MTV.COM without a condom on
TROJAN MAN!

HURRICANE ANONYMOUS

Cutting like a buzzing saw through the open waters
The high tide you splish and splash
You carve an Atlantic bubble-bath
The hungry waves, powerless, crash
Islands cower in your anticipated path