May 2012 K Poems

Joey Ramone was born the day

that Robin Gibb died. by Mikel K

k Poems May 2012

He was trying to cure Heaven with Hell.

You're searching for your sun, today; aren't you?

I'm here to serve. Who wants to pay first?

The easiest way to come out, sometimes,

is to not go in.

Would you pick me up at Alcatraz

after I just did twenty years for

killing the man who did that to you?

(I’ve just been informed that Alcatraz

has been a gift shop for a long while,

now; could you pick me up at the prison

nearest you?)

"I'm better off than I thought," says the actor in a Sun Trust commercial. I laugh when I hear him say it. I really do. It is as if he is still trying to convince himself that he really believes what he is saying.

I'm better off than I thought. Can I think this away? I don't think so. Are you better off? Can you afford more store things bought? What about Pollution. What about Evolution? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Peace, and Love,

Mother Fuckers

Call CNN and tell them to have me on with Piers Morgan.

Those were the days, amongst the best, and worst, of my life.

I once went from being a Near Srait A Student,

to being a bit of a grifter, a vagrant, a man

without a job who wasn't looking to fill out

anybody's application.

So, I am wondering about where everybody is. Think about it. Think about how many of you are out there right now. Isn't that amazing? What are you all doing?!

Should I apply for a job?

Would you rather have Love, or The Sunday Paper?

Is it all about what you can get; what you can get?

I'll finish this one later, or I'll not finish it at all.

I once went from being a Near Srait A Student,

to being a bit of a grifter, a vagrant, a man

without a job who wasn't looking to fill out

anybody's application.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. - Helen Keller

Magnetic Message on My Refrigerator:

Never let the odds keep you from doing

what you know in your heart you were meant to do.

I agree with the person who said that each friendship that you have is different.

Auditory Hallucination

I can only hear

what I want to hear.

I am enjoying this song

It is a familiar song by

a familiar band. It is funny

how some songs

never wear you out.

No Commercials

You sit in silence

watching the violence.

The Trio

I have a tv show idea: two sisters have sex with the same man, and they both become pregnant as a result. They decide to to keep the babies, and keep the man in the fold to be a father to both children. Can you imagine the trio at little league games?!!

I'm not playing the victim anymore

It could have been you,

but it wound up being me..

I'm not going to

I'm going to mop this floor

and I am going to mop this floor

and I am going to mop this floor,

over, and over, again

until I have made up for

all the times that I didn't mop the floor.

As fast as you can.

Good God. Run Like Hell.

Anywhere. Any Direction.

What are we to do in a lifetime,

build a building, or blow one up?

I'm bummed. My turtles' water is cloudy, today. Yesterday, I put a new filter in the tank. This is the third filter that I have had, in kind of rapid succession, that doesn't clean my tank. Not having my turtles' tank up to par pisses me off. I don't want to be a bad Turtles’ Father.

Write on Command

You must write three poems

before your coffee is done.

Not a good environment

The new filter is not working.

The turtles’ water is murky.

On my desk

Papers pile up around me

building a wall that may never come down.

Each hit of marijuana is different,

as is each kiss that she gives me.

No New Kid

If I had known you longer

I might have run you down,

but you were someone who I bumped into

only once in a while out on the town.

Nobody tells me what to do

Sometimes it’s fun to chew on gum

when you’ve got the music on.

I can remember the bad times;

it’s so great not to live in them, anymore.

Nobody tells me what to do.

If I go to the liquor store, I’m making

my own choice.

If I start smoking a pack a day, again,

it’s not your fault.

If I fall in love with the wrong woman,

I’m not going to blame you.

Nobody tells me what to do,

and that means that I have

to be in control of myself.

I like to pick wild flowers.

I like to listen to birds sing.

I like to smile at strangers.

Nobody tells me what to do.

Somebody messed with them

They look the same

but they are not the same

cakes that we got as kids.

They have lost cream,

and they have lost

a richness that used to exist

in the product.

i mourn this decline in a cake

that I loved as a kid.

You people who own

the cake company

what is wrong with you?

I'm not fitting in here

I decide to leave

but I stay

and as I am around these people

more and more

I realize

that I am not

different from them.

Can a cow swim underwater and fall in love with a fish?

When you die, does your debt die with you?

When you're poor, does it mean that you are stupid?

You were so rude to her

Has anybody seen the waitress;

I thought she was on call?

She left after taking your order,

and she isn't coming back at all.

No alibis

I'm heavy metal,

foot to the pedal.

Anyone of us could snap at any minute

I don't feel that I know you

any better than I know anyone else.

He's in the joint for smoking a joint

cheatin' like he don't know is the world around him.

Do you praise The Lord,

or curse him at The ATM?

Does your faith carry you

where your cash can't?

The Pool is closed, again, today; they are waiting for someone to, "Bring the motor back." Instead, I have a loooooooooong walk planned for Morisson, Bundy, Henry, and I. It looks like today is going to be like the last two days were, here in Atlanta, with rain clouds, and the sun, competing to see who will run our show. Who is running your show? I hope that it is you!

I was focused on what I wanted out of life

I watched someone come and go

(never knew it was you).

I watched strawberries die In the refrigerator

while the pile of poems on my desk grew.

I never wanted to be anything, but what I am.

She started to give unasked for, and unwanted criticism of The Writing, so she found herself out in the cold. I had not, like I had for many, many writing classes, signed up for her.

Can you turn me onot someone

who sells pots, and pans; surely

he must be my man.

When The New Day Comes

When the new day comes

I hope that it finds me

with a smile on my face;

still breathing.

When the new day comes

I hope that it finds me with Peace.

When the new day comes

I hope that it finds me full of Love.

Some things make me happy.

Some things make me sad,

but to be here to experience them

is to have been given a gift.

It’s got a nice banana flavor to it

Have you ever noticed

that when they charge

you by the banana,

the bananas are small,

but when they charge you

by the pound, the bananas

are tall?

Prospect?

She was feeling me out,

as I looked her head to toe.

She can't walk, and all you can do

is talk about your new car, and your fancy clothes.

Pain Street

Down on Main St. there’s a pain streak

where the losers, and the down and outers go.

I lost my Love there; she had fair hair,

left with a man with a guitar on the go.

To Learn

Do you learn well on your own

or must you be part of a group?

I was a bad alcoholic,

Now I am trying to re-learn the punctuation

that I forgot in blackouts.

Somewhere

Somewhere. there's a floor that you slept on;

you don't remember where it was.

Somewhere, there's a girl who you kissed,

but you don't remember her name.

Somewhere is someplace where you should have gone, but you didn't, and you wound up where you are, now.

On Time

My turtles want to get married,

but they haven't got a dime.

I believe in the butterfly who

landed on my blueberry, and kissed me.

Turtle Love

If it is good for my turtles,

it is good for me.

So many minutes walk by

and they will never come this way again.

You want to put the marshmallows

in my mind on a stick and stick them

in a fire? You’re high. You’re smoking

crack. You’re crazy as Hell. You better

start running now, cuz The Devil is about

to serve you a warrant.

Peace and Love

You never can tell what The Poetry Population

will like, or what they won’t like; what they will react to, and what they will ignore; so it is the best policy to stick with the policy that brought you to where you are at now: truth. Write from The Heart and Soul and not with an eye on what people say, or what the cash register might bring you. Think. Think Love, baby, and Peace. Think of Peace, and Love.

The Deal

She was about to bang a man for the first time in her life; she was only doing it because he was

paying her. She had always been with girls. She preferred girls. She loved girls; and, frankly, she would rather kill a man than sleep with him. But,

her situation had lead her to where she was standing right now. She had learned young in life that you mostly have to play the cards as they are dealt to you.

Feral Child

Running wild.

They will never

catch up with you.

It's so cool how a potato

comes from the earth to save us.

I'm wanting all things, at once, but I know

that I can't have them. I'm wanting for my dreams

to come true right away. I'm learning patience

and it makes me happy to be right here where I am.

In the garden of Armageddon

In the arms of Armageddon you wept

sad to have lost your only son. You woke

in the morning to find that they had changed the rules, and you had to run.

Poet Alert System

How can you spot a poet

walking down the street?

All the poets are getting stoned,

while all Hell’s breaks loose in Rome.

Are you better off than you thought?

I think about you not very often

but I will always remember that look on your face.

My cats were thrilled to find sardines from a can in their food bowls, this morning; compliments of my leftovers.

Again

You traded your dream

for three children, and

a job. The kids are now

grown; you can start

chasing the dream, again.

It’s what you be thinking,

when you are drinking

that is really stinking.

It was all a bunch of lies,

he really only wanted to get inside your thighs.

You looked him in the eyes, and said,

“I’ve had my way with you; now go.”

He sauntered off half a man,

“Damn,” you said. “I’ll never fuck that loser, again.”

Ode to Willie

I wish this bowl would last forever,

like the love that I have for you in my heart.

Would you rather a stick of gum

or a quick hard kick to what you got

between your thighs?

The Gas Miser

They were selling the opportunity for an opportunity and I bought in, started selling air door to door with them. It turned out that I was the only one who was good at it. I almost had a degree, one in business, and here I was going gas station to gas station with an airplane model engine attached to a water bottle, telling folks that it was "The Gas

Miser," It was a scam. The dang thing did not

cut down on your car's use of gas, like we were telling folks.

I fully realized what these men were up to, that they were conmen, yet there was something interesting, and exciting, about hanging around them. I wish that I could say that it was my conscience that made me quit, but it wasn't: it was

my drinking problem.

And where will I go?

He comes home with no testicles

Goodbye Betsy.

Goodbye Mary Anne.

I got my ticket to Vietnam.

I’m going to serve.

How far do you want to go back

to see where I come from?

Who runs the show in your head?

Are you better off than you thought?

Are you happy with all these things you bought?

He comes home with no testicles

Goodbye Betsy.

Goodbye Mary Anne.

I got my ticket to Vietnam.

I’m going to serve.

And his daughters watched him do it

He shot himself,

and did us all a favor.

Outside The Home

If I had known you longer

I might have run you down,

but you were someone who I bumped into

only once in a while out on the town.

Nobody tells me what to do

Sometimes it’s fun to chew on gum

when you’ve got the music on.

I can remember the bad times;

it’s so great not to live in them, anymore.

Nobody tells me what to do.

If I go to the liquor store, I’m making

my own choice.

If I start smoking a pack a day, again,

it’s not your fault.

If I fall in love with the wrong woman,

I’m not going to blame you.

Nobody tells me what to do,

and that means that I have

to be in control of myself.

I like to pick wild flowers.

I like to listen to birds sing.

I like to smile at strangers.

Nobody tells me what to do.

I'm trying to do something

but I don't know what it is.

He told my momma

that I'd never amount

to anything good.

He told my momma

that I was no good.

He told my momma

to stay away.

Haven't seen my momma

in many a day.

He stole my momma.

He stole my momma,

while I was away.

Momma. Momma. Momma.

Why you had to leave me behind?

Bully?

Romney cut the gay kid's hair off, in high school.

What a man.

Still we feel fabulous

Nobody knows us.

Nobody knows our name.

I don't have to have a reaction

to your statements.

Then what for?

Not for money.

Not for attention.

Not to feed the ego.

Follow me to the party

but you'll have to get home alone

because I'm going to get so drunk

that I don't know who I am.

Isn’t this kind of like a Bruce Springsteen lyric?

Let’s meet at a harbor

we’ll get in a boat

and we’ll go farther

than anyone has ever been.

Nonsense

While the sense she made

made no sense

you listened, anyway,

because you liked

the way that she looked.

I just picked up a guitar for the first time in a couple of years and I am right back to where I was when I put it down: nowhere!!

There are no random drug tests in Heaven

In the end it doesn't matter

whether you were fat, or thin;

God will judge you from within.

I fantasized about her pussy.

I fantasized about her tits.

Then she showed me what was on her mind.

(To be cont).

Learn to work the telephone

while the saxophone stays at home.

The sun is not present

but it is a gift.

Sundays are supposed to be lazy aren't they? I'm having trouble getting started today,(It is mid day, already). I don't feel like doing anything, except maybe crawling back into the bed. Does the weather have something to do with this? It is a dreary, wet day.

Joan is blanching yellow squash, and onions, so she can freeze them. I love onions. I love the smell of onions. My children hate onions. I wonder if they are really my children? I don't want blood tests; I want onion tests.

Pollution

Piss in a river.

Shit in the sea.

Flea in the jungle.

Elephant in my bed.

Gateway

For some

booze is enough

to get them through

to the other side.

I think you been running your mouth about me.

All those things that you are saying just can't be.

What's wrong with lusting after a stereotype?

I have just experienced my second Facebook Friends' death. Neither one of these men did I know outside of Facebook, but both had corresponded with me quite a bit before their deaths on the medium. It is sad, and makes me even more poignantly aware of how quick I, or you, could be gone. I pray for these two friends of mine, as I pray for you, and I.

Who do you trust?

Who do you lust for

that would make you

untrustworthy?

Do you wish for an explanation?

You might better put your eyes out

while looking at the sun.

My microwave just died. I've never had a microwave oven die on me. I'm not sure how to react. Should I get pissed off at it, and about it? Should I cry, and say some prayers for the oven? Should I run like Hell to a store, and replace it?

Anger is not a bigot

Agnry black man.

Angry white man.

Angry Latino man

Angry Asian man.

I still do so many things wrong like drink coca cola on occasion, that I could have bought at Wal-Mart; eat a quick burger at McDonald's because, as bad as they are for the world, I still love their fucking double cheese burger with extra onions

All events are plastic

I can't stop laughing.

Not a word can roll over my tongue.

In the barn

There was a barn

on their property

and that is where

she killed herself.

Last Dance

I danced with her on many occasions

usually lit by gin and tonic

always in platform shoes

and silk shirt and pants.

She brought smiles to my face

and to the faces of the young ladies'

who I danced with in the bar.

(To be cont).

I think that if I put this spent wintergreen life saver wrapper in the wrong trash can that I might wind up with ants, so I put it in the right trash can, the one that I throw food in, and take out more frequently, than the one that just constains paper. This is a good decision that I have made, and I move forward from it without any hesitancy, a good place to be at in life.

I never made it to the big time,

but I'm having a Hell of a time right where I am.

I'm not much for fishing.

I'm not much for bowling, or golf.

I don't much care about football, or baseball,

but I do like to see children smile,

and make dogs, cats, ant turtles happy.

I'm sucking on cough drops, and sucking down cough syrup trying to beat this sore throat-ear ache type thing that is trying to get ahold of me.

If I could see things that weren't there,

would that be a good thing, or a step in

the direction of the nut house?

I hate being in that uncomfortable place where anger can bring me, after I have had my temper tantrum. I think that the men, and women, who make printers for our computers should be taken out, and shot. Also, I think that it is a beautiful day, and I hope that you are enjoying it.

Some woman is about to make a robot move about with her thoughts, on the tv.

I don't have a Super Pac.

Do you

It Will

I’m coughing, hoping there will be

no termination to this existence I’ve been given .

We’re all going to die some day;

would you like to know when so you can begin

to pray that it won’t happen

prepare you must because it will.

When the stray train gets me home on time

When I have a moment to stop, think, and sigh.

In the end we pay

In jail he couldn’t get his smack so they loaded him up with snicker’s bars. He laughed as spit, and bits of the candy, fell from his mouth. He had never been in such fucking pain. If he could he would kill himself to stop the pain. Instead he ate the candy bars, laughed, and waited; waited for the pain to go away.

I can't remember what it was that I was not supposed to forget.

I see your vision television

made you what you are right now.

The birth of one of the best of them

Birthday Birthday

Joey Ramone

was born, today.

Birthday. Birthday.

Joey. Joey. Joey.

Happy

Birthday.

Joey Ramone.

Joey we love you.

Joey we miss you.

Joey, we thank you

for all the music you made.

Joesy. Joey Ramone.

RIP.

I woke smothered, tattered, and covered

in a strong desire to not start the day.Coffee

lured me from my reclined position..

Henry, the great Great Dane, from next door, is trying to block me from the keys. He is scared. It is thundering out. He and my dog, Morisson, freak out when a storm hits. Both of them jump in the bed with me, if the storm is during sleepy time. Soth of them crave proximity to me, when the strom hits during the day. It is something to see my big bad dogs cowering like scared children. It is something that they turn to me for comfort. Who died and mad me boss? Whoever it was has certainly blessed me.

And then we jog next to the exhaust pipes of automobiles.

We stop drinking Coke.

We cut back on Sugar.

We eat hardly any red meat.

When I was his age, I was in L.A. for a year. God, I was a mess, but I was, still, having lots of fun. Alcohol had not yet ripped the heart, and soul, out of me.

When I was his age, 22, I was in L.A. for a year. God, I was a mess, but I was, still, having lots of fun. Alcohol had not yet ripped the heart, and soul, out of me. It still made me smile; made me able to loosen up around the ladies. But, way beyond the ladies, I loved getting drunk. I lived for getting drunk. And getting drunk should have killed me; but it didn't.

I like to stay off the treadmill. The treadmill, still, sometimes, calls out to me, and wants me to run through my days like a chicken with its head cut off. I can only do so much. I only want to do so much. I do not have to be everywhere at once any more. People: can you haar me?!!

Can we change the world?

Can we rearrange the world?

Where is the most effective place

to start The Revolution: the streets

of Chicago, or from your home computer?

I don't want to climb Mt. Everst.

I don't want to be a cop.

I don't wear women's clothes,

and I walk my dogs.

(to be cont).

--K

Like a King without a dentist

he's got the throne

but when his wisdom teeth come in

he's on his own.

I'm going to turn you into a coffee pot,

and make your pour me a cup.

All my mail lady brought me today was some sort of sales circular, the kind that I only used to clean up dog shit from the sidewalk with.

Everything that you own

Yes, I've been given only one life

and I'm in it for the dough

You can take all those precious moments

that give you a glow

I am not interested in them

I am only in it for the dough.

You can forget the smiles of children

the wagging of a dog's tail

I am only in it for the dough.

You can forget friendship

and being a good neighbor;

I am only in it for the dough.

I'm not interested in being a star student

I don't care about the planet

about my fellow man I don't give a damn

I'm only in it for the dough

You can stare at sunsets

watch waves crash along the beach

see the moon rise over mountains

I don't care; I'm only in it for the dough.

I will vote for the politician

who will break the rules for me

there is only one rule for me

and that is to rake in the dough.

You can love your mother, your father,

your children; I only love the dough.

Give me all your money people.

I want everything that you own.

--Mikel K

I suck on a cough drop.

You suck up billions of dollars.

My dog, Morisson, had been looking at me, for a little while, as if he needed to go outside. I was putting on my shoes, and socks, to get The Walk in effect, when I heard my front door open, and close. Mo had never indicated that he knew how to push the door open, and head out to the porch, like his bro Bundy, sometimes, does, but out he went to The Love Porch, where he took the largest dump that I have ever seen him take. You have to admire the respect that Morisson has for our space. He didn't stay inside, and shit on the apartment carpet: what a gentleman. I Love Mo so much. Each day he amazes me more, and more.

The Future’s Uncertain

I’ll never be on Oprah.

I’ll never be on the cover of The Rolling Stone.

I won’t be Time’s man of the year.

I won’t win The Pulitzer.

but, hopefully, I’ll never be on the floor of a jail cell,

covered in blood, and puke, again.

Sun is sitting on my shoulder

I should be burned

but I just feel a warm glow.

BP says that the seafood in The Gulf is tasty.

Is it possible to Love Everybody?

'm going to turn you into a coffee pot,

and make your pour me a cup.

He was a good looking kid,

but he wasn’t a kid for long.

I'm no better than Tiger Woods, or Ted Bundy

and I am this way in feeling bad only. I have

a lingering guilt from an early formal education

at the hands of the nuns and priests.

I have a great idea. I am going to start a social network called, "Tit Book." I am going to copy everything that Facebook does, with one exception: only photos of tits will be allowed. When this is a HUGE succeess, as I know it will be, I will start Dick Book. Need I esplain? Let the lawsuits begin.

Let's play S.E.X! Succes. Ecstasy. XoXo

Pepsi should have a, "You're going to Hell, if you drink Coke," campaign and play on peoples' religious fears to make them become loyal Pepsi purchasers.

Way Beyond

"And if they ask where I've gone," he said, with a wave of his arm, "Tell them I'm just taking a little break. And with that, we never saw him again.

I ran into him in a black out at Margaretville. He saved me from getting beat up, I think. Or maybe he beat me up; I'm not sure. It all happened in a haze

This just in from Kim Antoine:

Hi Mikel, how would you like to make money just from drinking beer? Seriously. I hope you write me back.

--Kim

Like a King without a dentist

he's got the throne

but when his wisdom teeth come in

he's on his own.

A sort of child-like prank went fucking berserk, and blew shit all over two families' existence. One minute, each family had a son at Rutgers, and normal existences, and the next they were on the cover of every television in the nation; millions of people peering in on the weird, sad, scary thing that had happened to lead them all here.

Can we change the world?

Can we rearrange the world?

Where is the most effective place

to start The Revolution: the streets

of Chicago, or from your home computer?

Can a tongue be an infraction?

I added half a tomato to each of my dogs' bowls tonight, and the tomatoes were the first thing that they ate. More major news, again, soon, I promise.

I can't remember what it was that I was not supposed to forget.

I woke smothered, tattered, and covered

in a strong desire to not start the day.Coffee

lured me from my reclined position..

In the end we pay

Everything is artificial especially if

you have no money.

You can go to the grocery store

We all think we know the rules

Is it what you take,

or is it what they give you,

that is yours?

Do you smoke pot?

Do you lick snot?

You have one life live it for someone else

You are doing something that

you don't want to do, paying for it

with money that you don't have,

and they are telling you that that is

how it is supposed to be.

Keep the scope coming.

Broadcast less inside.

Miracles grow on asparagus.

One of us lies.

Management by Fear. Wow. It has a name.

I've lived it. I've lived under it for years.

Are there still hookers, and strip clubs,

on The Orange Blossom Trail?—K

Are there still hookers, and strip clubs,

on The Orange Blossom Trail?—K

Keep the scope coming.

Broadcast less inside.

Miracles grow on asparagus.

One of us lies.

You never got arrested.

I did.

The middle class got screwed.

How are you?

I don’t control the smoke

It controls me, sending me

into fits of coughing when I inhale.

I just stepped on my black cat Jaggar, in the kitchen. He was reclined on a black towel that I had thrown in front of the sink, and I did not see him. Bitch, get off of my towel.

One Messed Up Some

I’m the worst.

I’m the best.

I’m bad. I’m good.

I smile.

I frown.

I am so confused

about how to be.

This is not about you.

This is not about me.

I should have lead with my left,

and not my right, that way

I wouldn't have lost that fight that night.

I take my instruction

not from the bible.

I listen not to what priests

and preachers have to say.

I don’t do what the television

or radio tells me to do.

Desperate man on the sidewalk

I need a job.

I need a shower.

I need a Kingdom

that I can call my own.

I don’t know why I sit here

sweating, when I could turn on

the air conditioner that pollutes

our environment on. Have you

turned on?

I need to take the dogs out,

but the poems are flowing,

so th animals can shit, and piss,

on the floor.

I was never the best looking kid in school,

but at math., I was top of my class.

The cat knows

to get off of my desk

as I approach my chair,

I could have gone the distance

as a long distance runner. I liked

to win, but I didn't like the pain

that it took to win. I had to get

out in front of everybody in the race,

and stay there.

Long Distance

I could have gone the distance

as a long distance runner. I ran

track in high school: I liked to win

the race, but I didn't like the pain

that it took to win. I had to get out

in front of everybody in the race,

and stay there, which I did the first

time that I ran the mile, and the first

time that I ran the two mile. My times

were 4:42 for the mile, and 10:06 for

the two mile. Both times were

school records. Try to put that in

your gas tank, or feed your children

with it. Mark Zuckerberg owns this.

Hard to believe that a fat old man

used to be a skinny long distance runner.

A note to guitar play Danny Simmons

about Mark Zuckergerg owning my poems.

They stole your song.

You said they were wrong,

but nobody agreed with you.

They stole your song.

You said they were wrong,

but nobody agreed with you.

Giggle Giggle

She plays go fetch, sometimes,

and sometimes it is me who does the fetchin'.

Un-day morning driving, listening

to The Beatles, wondering if they pay.

Chasing notions, and paper clips.

I'm going to start a rumor

about your tits. I'm going to

tell everybody that those tits

have been with someone else.

I'm going to start a rumor

about your tits. I'm going to

tell everybody that those tits

have been with someone else.

Charles Worley is a piece of work.

How did God create such a jerk?

The girl I met in a blackout at The Party

You were drinking all the sweet tea.

I was guzzling gin, and thought

that you were the prettiest thing

that I had ever seen. When I woke

up in your bed, the next morning,

I had no idea how I got there

or what we had done.

But I'm not

You're too old for that

I told myself dancing

to The Rolling Stones

in my living room.

The new Starbuck's on Ponce, in the building where the Dunkin Donuts used to be, is the largest, cleanest. most impressive looking Starbucks that I have ever been in. I used the pisser, and split after being wowed by its beauty. I don't much do Starbucks anymore: reasons, perhaps, forthcoming.

Should you speak out more

or keep your mouth shut?

There are problems all around

Libya is in such an awful situation,

but what can I do about it?

I was wide awake at 4:30 am, so I got up, made a nice cup of coffee, and fed the cats. Jaggar, my black cat, slept at my feet, last night, as he, sometimes, does, but did not bite my foot, or scratch it, and he actually let me pet him extensively, which is the fist time that he has allowed me to do so, in the six, or so, years that I have had him. Joan is still sleeping.

Where you are, or where you can be

You can be in the presence of

greatness; and not know really how great.

You can be in the presence of

intense meiocrity, and it just

makes sense to you.

The benefit of my doubt

I'm pretty sure that he was

being a dickhead, but he had

a long history of not being one,

so I let him off the hook, this time.

Danny,

I totally took what you said to heart. I had heard it before, and just blew it off. My brother is an attorney, and he weighed in with this:

"Unfortunately in the fine print you agree to just that when you sign up for Facebook which is one of the reasons my friend's father ran the CIA told me do not go anywhere near Facebook also google in their new apps Google plus that such are the same thing they own all your intellectual property they say they won't force it but it's in the contract and you know they will."

My gal Joan's daughter, Terri Lynne, is also an attorney, and she agrees with you, and my brother.

So how to proceed? I don't think Zuckerberg would go after ownership content of poems, unless they were making millions of dollars, which poetry typically doesen't. I wouldn't want to be

the John Fogerty of Poems, though!!

I am looking to other ways to post to Facebook...links, etc

because I like Facebook and the relationships that I have on it.

Hell, it has brought you, and Dave Bonner back in my life, along with so many other wonderful people.

I hope that the day finds you with a smile on your face,

and that guitar in your hands. I am going to try to come

out and see you at Bella's on Dead Night.

Peace, and Love

(And Punk Rock!!)

There were a lot of attractive mothers in bathing suits, today, at the pool, but I could not adequately check them out due to the cataracts in my eyes. My surgery is in two weeks. I am, kind of, in limbo, as I was when I was waiting to have hip replacement surgery. The hard part of the pre-hip surgery period was pain. They gave me pills, but they were ineffective. The hard part here in the pre-cataract surgery period is the partial blindness, the inability to see things, and people, clearly.

Who should be locked up?

My perception is different

than your perception.

Love Street.

I Live on Love Street.

I Love on Love Street

I used to live on Hate Ave.

but they won't take my rent no more.

I thank My Higher Power.

Saturday, June 2, 2012