At this time yesterday,
IT won’t be my huckleberry rug.
BuT once the sneaker bell eats the kiddie clam
BluE.
SlaNder,Salamander, Goliath.
TinT is oblivious to color.
GolIath is where David belongs.
OriOn eats pickles on a plane for his din din.
ToNs of it, like Rin Tin Tin. Continue reading
Author Archives: bodes
Mission Statement (circa 1994)
I tied my shoe,
tomorrow.
I’ll tie it again,
2 hrs. ago.
The pencils fell
on the ceiling.
U.S. Air, We Hate To
Fly, and we crash.
Untitled (circa 1994)
I went to the store
I bought some gum.
I didn’t have enough change,
I had to go home.
Oh yes I felt
pretty damn poor.
But what do I,
Need money for?
I forgot to do my homework,
Algebra, I think.
I don’t care I’ll fail
the test.
I spilled my soda,
It’s a waste of money
I gave the can to a bum.
He got $.05 out of it.
I got mugged on the way home
I didn’t have any money
So
He kicked me in the head.
I ate dinner and
drank some milk.
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Renew Redux
Has not been so long since the first of the last sessions.
Although I might mention.
If I do mention forget I said everything.
Coffee makes us tweet like the great walrus of the mind.
It is the mere fact the we take solace and not replace it.
Udder crude.
Enough to make the rent replace some investment into the crane.
Do not aspire to perspire, that’s a lot of honey your toast.