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ab

a square plus b square equals c square

for all right triangles with a and b

being the two adjacent sides joined at 90°

and c as the hypotenuse.

a bit of thought tells us that a and b

make a nifty half a rectangle

the whole of which is of area a times b

and the half of which is of area (ab)/2.

so ab is twice the area of a right triangle.

it is also the bookends of ahab

and also the muscle abdominal

and the rhyme scheme of the first two lines

of a shakespearean sonnet.

and when we move on (and plenty of us want to)

the place where we wereay be marked

absum

abesse

afui

afitus.

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serum

jab or imbibe or pop pop if a gelcap

Hellsap™ might make you into something new

stereochemical potion chimerical

notional miracle’s essence of true

aerosolized for an inhaled transmission

portioned for timed release side effects minimal

may disappoint if expecting cold fission

it’s ineffective but hey it’s not criminal

the towers fell in 2001

and a clueless tonedeaf

monopoly player said hey

my tower is now the tallest

and he was later to become a

cahooter of a man called bonesaw

and cahooter of the genocidal net&yahoo

and cahooter and releaser of fraudsters and rioters

..

he will not be let to unleash his lies at the site

nor will the felonious former mayor

who seemed so swiftly heroic

twenty-five bloody

years ago

I’ve been working on a larger-scale drawing for a couple of weeks now.

It is ambitious and sloppy at this stage. When I draw quickly it is more improv then plan, but the several acrostics do impose a sequence and a structure.

I am enjoying the different compositions that occur when I crop off details and photoedit them. They seem to evoke unsolved mysteries.

Even when the drawing is finished, the mystery of what is beyond the border will remain. That’s Life, my friends.

the hunger problem is sickening, especially here, with

a view in this mall of a fat man eating a dunkdonut

covered with chocolate

and filled with “kreme,”

with cookies and cinnamon rolls

and pretzels and movie snacks

and soft-serve ice cream and ghirardelia and pockpucky

all visible from a single vantage point

while on your phone cate blanchett

mandy Patinkin and his wife

and any number of other wellfed celebrities urge

giving to the hungry and oppressed–my god,

they mean well

and they meant well fifty years ago too

but it is just like the pills we well-meaningly take

that make our numbers better

but treat only symptoms.

please, whatever demigods may be,

stop solving the sub-problems,

and SOLVE. THE. PROBLEMS.

in the name of mother Earth i pray.

amen.

mu (me) darest

a heckler hit me with a three-inch pickle.

it was no big dill.

..

I sing the bawdy eclectic

fandangooey and mystic

applying a styptic

along the ecliptic

unhoping encounters be fistic.

..

if mick jagger were a geologic unit of measure

he would be size mick.

..

amazed that my friend avery

was spiceracked without reason,

i last-name him zing

and here is the thing:

to avery zing there’s a season.

..

dudley moore had acne.

moore’s the pitty.

..

call me mu

but not a cow,

for I love u

and y, and howe.

Whistles & Thistles

The plant & noise doth both bestow

Harsh histamines & hinted Death

If tax’d & made a shibboleth–I

Stand & sweat & WOW it shows

The Thistle & the Whistle met

Laconic’ly & Time’ll tell

Engagement & the random fête

Sustain & fill creative wells

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drone delivery

some drones deliver candy

some drones

deliver death some

drones deliver narc

o

pan

& fentanyl

& meth some drones record

a festival

& then

a falling bomb that makes

a mist of dna

of granddaughter &

mom

some

drones

create an image

in brightlight

dot array

at halftime

with no scrimmage

and make the crowd

hooray

the cause of strife’s elusive

but it’s

SO often

G R E E D

..

deliver drones from evil

and think upon

this screed

..

deliver drones from evil

and have them fill

a need

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ampers& planet

the days there are not never bl&

the nights sometimes may get out of h&

& you’ll freely bet

on bliss & regret

to writhe on the lot’s baby gr&

..

& if you catch scent of a dahlia

& lily & orchid et alia

the l&ndscape may change

& the game’ll free-range

& your mood may become melancholia

..

but sense & instruction abound

when the s&ndcastle falls to the ground

a b c d cease &

a welcome release &

the str&s of intent may be found

..

l’envoi

beware of power lines, my child: they leave a whiplike br&,

you are not meet to mete a fate brought on by ampere-s&.

&

don’t forget to volt!