destination: belly
three lengths of twice-cooked bacon
a brace of well-flipped eggs
no room to edge a steak in
no coffee so no dregs
two slices bread sans jelly
one bottle of kombucha
our destination: belly
with props to alphonse mucha
The place I bought my car wants to buy it back
A scheduling lady called and urged me
To bring my Soul in for appraisal
“I don’t want to sell my Soul,” I told her
But soon got a text from the dealership
“When can you bring your vehicle in?”
Wow, how aggressive!
I bantered
Asked for some info that would give me a clue
As to how much I could possibly get
“I understand your hesitation,” the next text said
And I asked to whom I was texting
“You’re texting with the AI assistant of Bill Luke Chrysler…” was the unashamed answer
Not a human being
But aggressive-car-salesman SOFTWARE
..
A glimpse of the future
Chills me now
pam the nonstick coating
pam the toady blondie
pam with tommy floating
anderson, spray, bondi
..
spam the meat of mystery
spackle wallflaw filler
speaker drive-in history
spica virgo’s chiller
..
sparky does the radio
spartacus the spectacle
spacetime place upgrady o
specie payment vesicle
some of my drawings have been unearthed
from my primitive single-acrostic days
and fearless experimenting with colored markers
portraits of alfred stieglitz and jennifer hudson
musings and meanderings
done in a different lifetime
..
they distract
and i must get back to what i was doing
so I will put them aside
aside from this one
of my piano-playing
angelic
tongue-sticking-out friend
who has since found her soulmate
and changed her last name to his
Tomorrow an outfit named Merry Maids will clean my apartment. I have begun de-cluttering the floors to facilitate their operations. Meanwhile I hope to pare downy possessions, and this image shows a test of my set of old Crayola markers. They are still usable, and now, having whetted my appetite with this exercise, I want to go back to using them. But I have so much decluttering to do that I must firmly stick to the mission, telling myself “No more distractions.”
The Seahawks gave astonishing defense
Sweet Brandi sang the words of K.L. Bates
Bad Bunny’s big bravura was intense
And Green Day called out idiots. Hey, mates:
Here is the true America revealed,
Diversity, inclusion, protest, strength,
And energy for mindful souls to wield
And let true Freedom ring at awesome length.
Refreshing, isn’t it? Continue, saga,
With pendulums of peace swung back this way,
A neighborhood complete with Lady Gaga
And fellowship the order of the day.
The takeaway is sweet, the songs anthemic,
A cure for our mean-spirited pandemic.
let us unweaponize our fists
be un so fisticated
and brandish blossoms from the mists
as peace ability encysts
and have with healthy partners trysts
relate to the elated
in fabrics dressimated
en joie so trysticated.
the years of dings and rough and tumble
lend some juice to moans and groans
and you fall when once you’d stumble
and then feel it in your bones
gradually you can’t avoid all
manner of those it-hurts signals
waveforms slightly sinusoidal
muscle cramps and hamstring bid pulls
choose to be sanguine and stoic
makes the aches your friends–you’ll see
from the distant Mesozoic
Cease to Ache means Cease to Be.
shame isn’t it
what some people who have more money
than they know what to do with
do with their money?
some of them are more loathsome than Sméagol
whispering we wants it and precious…
some more evil than the judge
who sentenced Sacco and Vanzetti to death
and then telegraphed a friend
DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID TO THOSE
TWO ANARCHISTS TODAY?
Say their names:
Virginia Guiffre
Jane Doe Calendar Girl
Jane Doe slapped across the face
Jane Doe forcibly entered
Jane Doe times a thousand scarred for life
learn their names:
Ghislaine Maxwell
Jeffrey Epstein
Individual #1 also known as Donald Trump
Predators #2 through #666
Enablers #1 though #52 (R)
[In]Justices #1 through #6
and now ask yourself
how do I help end this evil?
a little after seven a m
a man of seventy-one
the day after groundhog day
the year of their lord twenty twenty-six
put his phone to his face
arrived at an expression on his face
and with his right index finger
touched the screen
..
some whom he knows are us some them
he wants another year and more before he is done
he loves a woman born in tennessee one fine fine day
he’s packing up to be with her for true love & for kicks
she has given him her heart and her grace
so quietly silly and amazing, that grace
making memories fresh that add to those that linger
the engine revs the light is green
One with Clay, Image and Text 