Sunday, July 15, 2012
dependence day
fireworks celebrate the 4th of july sky over the gulf of persia
and you're in italy, sleeping off a siesta,
the plane's passengers crossing the channel to their homes
smelling of lebanese meats& spices, the sound of silly children
happy to see their daddy, the spouse's complaint
of the local vicious dog that terrorizes the meter reader
just doing his rounds, and i'm pitching horseshoes
in oklahoma, taking aim and firing with my lower lip
silently chewed in contemplation
throwing my shoe& hoping for a ringer
as the macho burst of fireworks resounds in my mind
&all i felt was disgust, a dust gust of remorse,
dashdashdash dotdotdotting thru all the miles times& warzones,
all i felt from this celebration of isolation was nausea,
mind churning with visions of bloated floating dead
O spangled banner of of amerika who'd guess
you're not an island? surrounded by mental waters, you only lower
your drawbridge to send out armed salesmen
what carrion you produce along the skyways of commerce!
what blisters swelling on your triggers of ignorance,
what vain nationalism with your civil plights
& condom nation of others! and here, what say i of myself?
i too am amerika
i too an isolatoe
but i think and think that my dream has abandoned me
expand the terroritories into hearts of love,
knock out those with too much to give
wrap nature in disposable diapers and talcum consciences
by proclaiming (i am not) me
we swear it don't hurt though the drought burns pink skin
patriots! independence day
fade away like a pipe bomb
like a stomach ache
like comparisons that knot the side& shatter our illusory caskets!
1989 Midland Review #5
Oklahoma State Univ.
Iran Flight 665
"While flying in Iranian airspace over Iran's territorial waters in the Persian Gulf on its usual flight path, it was destroyed by the United States Navy guided missile cruiserUSS Vincennes (CG-49). All 290 onboard including 66 children and 16 crew perished."
eat shit CIA.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
inkamastinkadoo
way gone& very back too
rode into frown.
teeth mountain had blunted
crows feet before grimace was vehicular,
taxied by tax levy surplus.
less meaning is impossible in the context of trying.
blame lambs. flame bands.
read my shirt& die dirty good circles
my sponsor is aloof inc.
(just
ran into out of inkamastinkadoo
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
O moved to Camp Foetid
O moved the ball,
g8 to camp foetid but the foe there mowed lawns
for summers all year,
unseasonably rich sequestrian facilities that whinny like jetboats
forcing blonde photos to don flesh
whine dine& plagarize tastes less oriental,
world economy being white
as a drained gash zone,
leaving chicago
only NATO.
blunderbus-implement of trumpeting vile patriarchs!
O can move the court,
deflate the ball, but every winter's discontent
cannot hide behind one percent's
shadow government
sponsor, for all rely on where to send the check and balance
that is why the toilets are marble
they stay put for the game,
not the players
Monday, February 27, 2012
Manning
foie gras detainee,
fattened for courtroom infamy
shackled in danger orange,
code pink protectors and grey panthers recall Pentagram Papers
while the most manly
is a cunning crossSnitcher from Crescent,
not accused of telling Truth the time
but put on show for a hawk pecking
songbird: do not eat
the gaps between bars will convey your thin ghost to the world by interNets
unable to restrain
the girth of Earth embodied in a single
winged hero
whose grain may be read by the Woulds that leave
places we can honor
