Lined with Snow

*** Lined with Snow ***

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What the future holds

We cannot know

Its inner folds

Are lined with snow.

The thaw’s years off

From now and then

The Lord God coughs

Upon our Zen.

We may laugh or cry

At turns of fate

Ask heaven why

Such times await.

We may forsake our soul

In rash pursuit of sense

Forget it makes us whole

In desire to condense.

But in the end so bitter sweet we must

Accept the dichotomies of rain –

Its peaceful fall and violent gust

Its pounding, dripping on the pane.

I love you Mali, with all my heart.

A Day in the Pocket

A Day in the Pocket

Cast:

Mohandas Gandhi

Queen Elizabeth

Thomas Jefferson

Andrew Jackson

Scene opens with actors in currency costumes; they are laying around as if dropped; setting is within a lady’s purse

Queen Elizabeth: That was a dreadful fall, what a way to treat your queen!

Gandhi: Perhaps they honor no king or queen but God.

Queen Elizabeth: As my subject I implore you to keep silence from such blasphemies.

Thomas Jefferson: A man must make his own mandate in this world.

Andrew Jackson: And forever fight to keep it true.

Gandhi: But fight with heart, not ammo.

Jackson: A battle of hearts is no battle at all. Men are minds, men are bones and limb.

Gandhi: I disagree, the heart pumps life to all of these, it is intertwined.

Queen Elizabeth: Less chatter, more bowing!

Jackson: Off with that shrew’s head!

Gandhi: Please, kill not. Let her see the folly in her desire to control.

Thomas Jefferson: Evil is not so easily negotiated down.

Gandhi: It is a slippery slope, is all. One strike will bring another until our humanity is forsaken and nothing can exist but rage.

Queen Elizabeth: Sing me a song Gandhi.

Gandhi: I politely refuse.

Queen Elizabeth: Then I will force you.

Gandhi: So be it.

The Queen tries to force Gandhi’s mouth into song but he does not fight back; she soon tires with guilt and sits down

Queen Elizabeth: And let that be a lesson to you.

Gandhi: Her will has weakened but her pride remains.

Jackson: And to think of all we’ve lost with war!

Jefferson: I’ve been a fool, what lessons I have taught! My nation will succumb to war!

Gandhi: Don’t lose faith in God. He will put light into their hearts.

Jefferson: And what if he does not?

Gandhi: He shall.

Jackson: He shall.

Jefferson: He shall.

Elizabeth: I’m feeling very lonely.

Gandhi: You’ve begun the slow recovery from hate.

Elizabeth: shivering How long will it last?

Gandhi: For every prayer you say and every vice renounced the ugliness within will diminish and retire, until your heart blooms as a tulip on a sweet Spring day.

Elizabeth: Sounds lovely.

Gandhi: Yes.

Mali, I need you.

Escalator Underworld

Escalator Underworld

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My magic mall

So full of wonder

I hear its call

From deep down under.

Beneath the stalls

And goods asunder.

Below the walls

Its endless plunder –

I whirled

And I swirled.

I twirled

I unfurled.

I grabbed both legs and curled

To the escalator underworld –

Inverted dolls sold by the bundle

Gloomy halls so full of thunder.

The backwards scrawls

From faceless dunders.

Mad men from Gaul

Made all a blunder –

I whirled

And I swirled.

I twirled

I unfurled.

I grabbed both legs and curled

To the escalator underworld.

Gerald O'Hara

Gerald O'Hara

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I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Forsaking my reality

Riding my last ride.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Up in transcendant blaze,

From out this mortal world.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Racing with the devil

to reclaim Tara.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Thinking time just might reset itself

if I put forth the faith.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara-

To be so selfishly rambunctious;

Believe that I'm invincible.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Knowing I am seconds from

My dearest Ellen.

I wanna go like Gerald O'hara

Yelling for the things I love

that vanished with the wind.

I wrote this post in Georgia font.  Pretty ironic, eh?

My Mermaid in Eternity

My Mermaid in Eternity

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Scuba diving in the ocean depths most deep

Reflects the fathoms of my heart that weep.

The Squid and schools of fish float out of reach

Singing songs of love washed up on the beach.

A starfish shines so neon bright to taunt

Forcing my mind toward memories that haunt.

I see my darling in the city lights

Beset with wild thrills and joys of night.

Quite mirthfully I call to her out loud –

Seaweed encapsulates her in a shroud.

The sun reflecting on the surface dims

Darkness takes away her face and limbs.

She bobs a mere torso in the current

A sordid case of organs to lament.

Still, I reach out toward what is left of her

And smell the faintest hint of perfume myrrh.

Her body briefly does reform its shape

Down to every, blemish, scar and scrape.
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We make love but she’s expressionless

Bringing tears of grief I can’t suppress.

Her soul has gone beyond where I can look;

On past the winding rivers, trees and brook!
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.

Diet

Diet

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I’m on a diet

But not from what I’ve ate.

I’m on a diet

From misery and hate.

I’m on a diet

‘Cause there’s too much on my plate.

I’m on a diet

From professions of this planet's 'gloomy fate.'

I’m on a diet

From my thoughts that won’t abate.

I’m on a diet

From those whose job is to berate.
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I’m on a diet

From the power hungry ‘who relate.’

I’m on a diet

From the failed debates.

I’m on a diet

From the billionaire estates.

I’m on a diet

From all but my soul mate.

I’m on a diet…

And I won’t lose weight.

Annually you will shake hands with 6 men who have recently masturbated and did not wash their hands.

My Humps

Found this interesting explanation to the song Lady Humps online:

My Humps by the Black Eyed Peas was released in 2005 and reached number 3 in both the US and UK charts. The lead singer of the Black Eyed Peas, Fergie, gave an interview in Q magazine, explaining the lyrics of this song. She explained that the song is basically about herself and her lifestyle. When she sings about her hump she is talking about her left forearm that, in the Hindu religion represents tranquillity. The lumps she is singing about are based on a car accident that she was involved in when she was 16 years old. She was driving down a road in her yellow VW when she skidded and crashed straight into a tree and the injury from this accident has left her with a lump. It is a common miss conception that this song is about sex and people are surprised when they learn the true meaning of the lyrics.

In response to this I leave you the lyrics:

What you gon' do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I'm a make, make, make, make you scream

Make you scream, make you scream.

What you gon' do wit all that breast?

All that breast inside that shirt?

I'ma make, make, make, make you work

Make you work, work, make you work.

Wow, huh?