Thursday, February 17, 2011

A Poet's Job

A poet's job
is packing
stuffing/cramming
meaning
into words
 musing
choosing
spacing
linking
letters

How much 
weight
can one word 
muster?
Some
are literally
loaded

&&& love &&&
+++God+++
****you****
-(-(us)-)-
----/\/\truth/\/\----
~~~life~~~
%%happiness%%
888-eternity-888
XXXdeathXXX
\/\/\/nature\/\/\/
. . . . . . . . . . . . time
xoxoxo passion oxoxox
____humanity____
*!%!*AngeR*!%*
yearning
===beauty===
:::::grace:::::
$-~-value-~-$
##justice##
///sacrifice///
[sin]
simplicity

maybe 
a poet's job
is unpacking
unstuffing
unloading
these words
to be
but a prism
casting
the spectrum
of one

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Story #7: Death by Buck Teeth

The backstory behind these twisted tales can be found here.
This is the last crazy story of the 2010 series-
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MeAfter 30 years in federal prison, the lesser-known twin, Borayna Bobbit, opened a sausage shop at 3rd and Broadway.  It JFwas a sunny day and so the sausage started to sizzle in the oil-infested grill.

JLSally came over to taste the sizzling sausage.  She decided it smelled so good that she wanted to have a block party that afternoon/evening and share the sausage.  CJShe made tacos with it.  They put tables together all across Sally's lawn, but then it started to rain and the umbrellas flew away.  Sally tried to hold MFon to her teeth, but went to the dentist!  Since she only had a dollar, the dentist gave her 'buck teeth.'

“Come back tomorrow,” he said.
“What time?” asked Sally.
“Tooth-hurty,” he said.

LA She showed up at 'tooth-hurty' and he proceeded to fix her 'buck teeth' through extraction.  KJHe put her to sleep and yanked the first tooth. . . . Crap!  She woke up!  He hit her with a 2X4.  Sally was a sweet lady. . . God bless her soul.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Wise Men

The wisest of men
Take more than they give
Of only one thing
Advice

Tuesday, February 1, 2011