Thank you, Allen Ginsberg
AMERICA TWO
America, I’m sad.America, someone is speaking well of you, it’s not me.I speak ill of you.America, these things have been said and asked before.Can you not see your Orwellian horror?When will you turn off the TV?All I see are guns and the dead.America, why do you kill yourself daily?I am we, you are me, ...
A Brief Glance At The Television
Our lives glued to the televisionthat’s entertainment for you Americanshalf-naked women climbing some ropewhite trash beer bellies busted for dopebullets flying and no praying childrenand tears left forgotten in the government dungeonbeautiful idiots playing a gamefor money, them whores, and 15 minutes of famedirty-jeaned glances and hungry mouthsstuffed with burritos and tastes of the southdirty ...
Ubiquitous Things
Ubiquitous Things
Cellphonesand losersbare bonesand hooters
Plastic facesLifts and bracesElastic bands and expanding waists
Bearded lunaticskidnapping twelve year oldswho kick and scream just as they’re told
rich oily men with everyone’s moneylocked in some bankon a beach where it’s sunny
homeless with cardboardbombs in the airportwhere perverts pat the women down
12 hundred namelessshut behind barsthey took their computers and even ...
Kicked, ate, listened, and read.
What now? Thinking of cookies thanks to Erin. Snickerdoodles or chocolate chip. I really should go grocery shopping one of these days. ha
Working on Reprise…
the song comes full circle
back to the Del Monte Hum
same doors same rooms
same tune