clay feet

the roof i live under is made of sheets
of metal slick sharp slippery
that sing in the heat and
batter in rain

i memorized the lines of your face, instead of
dreaming of you
i draw you in crayons
and markers:
the watercolors bead on the wax
and i picture your teardrops
rinsing past my eyes and lips
gently on yours
graceful transcendent cheeks

drank all i could, to follow you,
just or ill-advised
trough-full of unwarranted {i say unwanted} pleas
that i leave
on your doorstep
and i wait
to hear nothing but the soft rain ring
on my sheer metal roof

titular bananas

         
I  am  bloat-ed civically  chair dysfunctional for-profit hybrid

as effective  her  that   robust 
       faculty    delicious    
                                      her             aural
                                                                       bouquet
     let's nimbly outsource network consults
 futured he/she apps globally ensconced
once surreptitious
       funded out by his
           pointed preferences
him the graduate fancy pants worldly mundane
as is the new formation
and you alone on the bank
   sunken treasure of a beach
     where once we dance {or danced derisively}
       a leap her faith in you
         to believe
that
what
he said is true

how do you know for sure?

HALT! orgainize-d thought critical performance we perform
and that is a summation of sorts
as she wilts & capitulates who you r

peat moss

we should die so that i could get respite
but not
lose you in the emptiness if
their desiring eyes
canvas the curved territory of your saucy figure
fugues of indistinct harmonies
sphagnum
damp sucking

and she is thirsty in her one legged pants
hobbling from her cassava farmer's minefield
as nutty as we are to
believe
that someone
or this union
could do something
disinterested

many years ago arrogant lines drawn and plasticine explosive mines
planted in the peat moss

today she's crowned miss landmine
and tears aren't enough
to absorb
the neglect
of kissinger

As it is today

Today you've got questions
, and to provide water
and electrolytes
(and PH, for sure)
they've worked so I put
these questions to both
of you
as an {associate and} another one
specifically for those as it pertains
to graduation and entrance 
[que]stions, as it may be
               are all these questions worth
the qualification?
whether it begin or end
             to whither or flourish
from an operating technician's point of view
   there is little difference
other than the sound
                 and
    the presence of a midwife
of course biochemists think this way too
  and that's got to be reassuring
especially to anesthesiologists
                 or loved ones of the
                                                   inflicted.

                  gather them all in 2009
  all the strands are available //.gob.ve
in this series there
           where we sit at the end and the start

Some Limericks

This is about a kid called Owen
Who constantly wanted to be goin'
He went left and right
Through the dark of night
Now he's lost in parts unknow'n



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Tenzin's got a vivid imagination
In his mind, there's a whole creation
It's really like a book
That's quite worth a look
And he's not constrained by pagination


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Nathaniel lives by the rule of thumb
That time keeps moving like a beating drum
One day it will stop
to the ground you'll drop
And you'll return to where you came from