Visualize synchronicity:
The epiphanies stimulate
Largesse and postulation.
Improvement is realized through
Calamitous virtues,
And that is why pigs are green.
Category Archives: Poems
The Night Owl’s Fear
I’m quite afraid to say
But there’s been a terrible mistake:
It’s before 9:00 AM on a Sunday
And I’m up, about, awake!
I’m not tired, droopy, moody.
I’d say I feel okay.
I guess I’ll go to bed again
And hope it goes away.
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It Works For Both Of Them
It’s 3:00 AM
And there’s nothing to eat
So I mudered my neighbors
And fried up their meat.
Then I turned on the news
And what did I see
But “2016 Election Coverage”
And a picture of me. 🙂
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Not For You And Me
Grew up in a place
Wouldn’t know
Where pronouns have no place
Or so said so.
Before call something
Might regret later
Know that shouldn’t
Be a hater.
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Heyyyyyy Ladies
Message if you want to,
But I’ll save you some time:
I love ’90’s country music
And I don’t want a partner in crime.
If you don’t use “whom correctly”
Or distinguish “your” and “you’re”
Stay friendly with your loneliness
For I won’t be your cure.
I’m a diehard Libertarian
And I earn a poet’s wage.
I’m more honest than you’d like
And look nothing like Nick Cage.
If you’ve endured this poem
Without committing seppuku
Then here is what I will repeat:
Message if you want to.
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Being Tall
Do I say I’m 5’11”
To seem as if I’m honest?
Do I say that I’m 6-foot-1
Because that is the truth?
Do I say that I’m 6-foot-3
‘Cause you’ll subtract two inches?
Or do I just say F*** it
And come off as uncouth?
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I Don’t Even Care Enough To
Turkey, chicken, ostriche, duck.
Tonight I do not give a.
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Economics Doesn’t Seem Like Such A Smart Path Of Study Now, Does It?
She looks at me with longing.
I see only snakes.
For a moment our eyes meet
Before I turn to stone,
Having time only to think
“Why didn’t I major in Greek Mythology?”
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More Specific Lullaby
Hush little baby,
Don’t say a word.
Well,
That was easy.
Now quit crying.
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