allen ginsburger with cheese

i'm older again.
i hate birthdays.
but hitting reset on the year,
i'm with it.
time to step up but this time,
charging head first screaming
"ayay yay yay ya!!!!"

most of the glacier is under

i am a true penguin gazing upon the vast oceania
and no matter what i'll keep burning

knuckle dragger skills

the wink is one of the most powerful nonverbal forces
in the navy of face maneuvers

if someone winked at me, my head would fall off

transexual sidewalk bongos

today....

a crackhead woman was yelling at a homeless man,

who was yelling at a police officer,

who was yelling at me,

who was beating up a parking meter,

who was kidnapping my quarters.

to sit still

tonight i am a tadpole
lavished with coo's
of candor

yet spells of pond scum
intoxicate my sensibility

for within this familiar pond
lurks thine lilies that
sink in fleeting rapture

the stars,
the moss,
and grasshopper metronomes
replete with whimsical rejoice,
chant incantations

that rollie pollies come to witness,
lovingly humbled
and lulled to sleep

shoes on telephone wires

autumns around the bend

one person harmony

so under the influence of no sleep,
high stress, and low nurishment,
i have unraveled a pocket-full
           of
concerns that include
                    and
are not limited to the following:

1. if everyone on this planet
    turned on their electric
    shaver...or toothbrush,
    would it jack this planet off
    it's axis?

2. cats (dudley) reign undefeated at
    staring combats and similar yet
    slightly more important one-on-one
    challenges like "intimidation"
    and "lion impressions"

3.  a highly developed acapella scat
     skill