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poem invasions

December 28, 2025
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i: swan

the clock that tells the time counts not/and i’ll not count on it/with mainspring sprung and face besot/i do not give a snit

ii: slow

the peach that prufrock dated to eat/was neither soft nor moist nor sweet/which proves that daring has its place/but swaybacks rarely win the race

iii: peat

that dog from hell may well be love/but give your bread some leaven/by courting fun instead to shove/your carefree way to heaven

iv: gone

back to the woods and road diverged/and at the fork a dime/”so THAT’S the DIFFERENCE??!” “yup,” bob urged,/”so pick it up and climb.”

aviary kus (warning: brief vulgarity)

August 25, 2025
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somehow Dorothy/became Aunt Dodo. i tell/you, it was aukward.

a hummingbird worked/as a dental hygienist/known as Numbing Bird.

blue-footed boobies/in throes of erotic love/act like the Rockettes.

the hood of my car/was sarcastically bombed/with two Mockingturds.

when the Pigeon/indignantly walked by it/flipped me a Human.

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Fun fact: My mother really had an Aunt Dodo. I do not know if her real name was Dorothy.

Secrets Under the Sock

October 12, 2024
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I grabbed a ball-point pen/And then untied a shoe/Unclad my foot and then/Inked up my archeroo.

“Step lively,” I affirmed/Near nail and metatarsal/In cursive supradermed/”If Wit won’t do, a Farce’ll,”

I wrote behind the heel,/And then be-ringed the ankle/”Brace. Let.” And then “Pig deal”/And asked, “Foot Odor rankle?”

Reshod, I walked untrippingly/And grinned, O Me-O, My-O,/I’d added, sanity-tippingly,/Some Footnotes to my bio.

hilt

September 29, 2024
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sink a sword till all you see is hilt/that is what is known as running through/but violence begets guilt/or not/rejection is to jilt/eh wot/abandonment of meter for instance/may bring a grammarian’s remonstrance/ but rules are made to be set atilt/and mine some newness from the silt

if a plant lacks wahwah it will wilt/but a filter is never one who filts

awkward language and a leg lengthener both stilt/just as the shaky premise on which/this mess of words is built

don’t get me started on kilt or milt/but sew some squares and you’ll have a quilt

instance and remonstrance/are a monstrous slantlack rhyme/but a scant Kant canticle or rant/will get you everthyme

after you stop reading/and unspool this non-sense feeding/if you search on “inns near me”/there undoubtedly will be/a nearby Conrad comrade to which you may with lusty snort resort/and live maximally and guestedly/by getting your hilt on

and on on that note i’ll bid adieu/please sheathe your sword don’t run me through

parsley cloudy

September 4, 2024
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i certainly dig/the garnishy sprig/that sits on the edge of the plate

in restaurants fine/with twelve-dollar wine/a nice place to go with a date

but wait that’s the past/i now look aghast/and find that sauce-dribbling is trendy

and wine will not flow/unless you can show/a wallet two-hundred-bucks spendy

so switch your devour/to that happy hour/that has tasty bar food for cheap

but don’t be too sparsely/about that good parsley/that good produce sections still keep