Water wheel, water cycle
rain and drought
Let us be real
we are not a people easily loved
Our curiosity unnerves the many
Only a few try hard to understand us
We have lizard eyes
Code word for today: Abort
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Candle Lit
Imposing as it is,
Mount Everest does not monologue,
but rather dialogues with all it is.
On the ocean skins the Himalayas are tsunamis.
Every wave, every mountain is but a votive moment
in a universe candle lit.
Mount Everest does not monologue,
but rather dialogues with all it is.
On the ocean skins the Himalayas are tsunamis.
Every wave, every mountain is but a votive moment
in a universe candle lit.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Playing God in Wyoming
Playing God in Wyoming. my Associate Producer and I
sallied forth into the middle of nowhere
to scout locations for a film project in development.
The film would be a surreal treatment,
of the link between landscape and mindset
in the Native American trauma,
The film would also couple,
the Midwest cultural landscape
to the so-called White Supremacist Nation,
the extremists involved in the recent Sikh Temple shooting,
the so-called skinheads who are determined to rid the country
of everything not in conformity with their ideals.
Poor bastards, they ignore that they are the hairy wart
on the country's nose.
It'ss there noses in need of surgical removal.
Be that as it may...no sooner having crossed the Great Divide
between civilization and Wyoming, my Associate Producer and I
encountered our first hurdle,
that hurdle being the County's Department of Permits.
Its Director seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse,
and she derived sadistic pleasure from it.
This went on for days. I dispatched Sherman back to Hollywood
to see what force he could bring to bear from there.
The Associate Producer out of the way,
Director Lorrie Cruz expressed more interest in my film.
In fact, she got outright friendly
Clearing off her desk of clutter, she made her move,
a move I did not attempt to resist altogether. She loosened my collar,
and panted how she adored grilled cheese sandwiches.
As I hurriedly unstrapped her, I noticed a nipple ripe for picking.
The inflamed nipple had the aspect of the eye of a dragon,
and dared me to ponder it a little longer before I dove into the vortex.
I'll let this story sit where it stands.
There is something I need to get off my chest:
I, Cosmos Scolari, Executive Producer of "Fate and The Muses"
had never intended to do pornography in Wyoming.
sallied forth into the middle of nowhere
to scout locations for a film project in development.
The film would be a surreal treatment,
of the link between landscape and mindset
in the Native American trauma,
The film would also couple,
the Midwest cultural landscape
to the so-called White Supremacist Nation,
the extremists involved in the recent Sikh Temple shooting,
the so-called skinheads who are determined to rid the country
of everything not in conformity with their ideals.
Poor bastards, they ignore that they are the hairy wart
on the country's nose.
It'ss there noses in need of surgical removal.
Be that as it may...no sooner having crossed the Great Divide
between civilization and Wyoming, my Associate Producer and I
encountered our first hurdle,
that hurdle being the County's Department of Permits.
Its Director seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse,
and she derived sadistic pleasure from it.
This went on for days. I dispatched Sherman back to Hollywood
to see what force he could bring to bear from there.
The Associate Producer out of the way,
Director Lorrie Cruz expressed more interest in my film.
In fact, she got outright friendly
Clearing off her desk of clutter, she made her move,
a move I did not attempt to resist altogether. She loosened my collar,
and panted how she adored grilled cheese sandwiches.
As I hurriedly unstrapped her, I noticed a nipple ripe for picking.
The inflamed nipple had the aspect of the eye of a dragon,
and dared me to ponder it a little longer before I dove into the vortex.
I'll let this story sit where it stands.
There is something I need to get off my chest:
I, Cosmos Scolari, Executive Producer of "Fate and The Muses"
had never intended to do pornography in Wyoming.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
On The Wings of A Non Rhymer
What then is poetry in practical terms?
Can it substitute for Viagra?
Can it fix a leaky faucet?
A leaky faucet, yes it can,
if the drips report a kind of yearning,
like brooks turned to creeks,
that submerging, somehow, somewhere
a reader gets like sneaky Pete from a bottle,
bobbing, swirling in a pond
Could in Central Park,
or bone dry Australia waterhole,
or even in far out there in Ulan Bator
No easy feat, the closest large water body being,
the Yellow Sea that borders the Prohibitive Kingdom of North Korea,
where no one gets to read nor write a thing,
that doesn't stroke Beloved Leader,
Kim Ill Something or Another,
Son of Sun, Son of A Gun
Keep hope a live,
for it is said, the latest Kim
went to college in Switzerland,
a land of relatively few poets,
but definitely open to free thinkers
like Einstein and Karl Jung, to mention a few.
Can it substitute for Viagra?
Can it fix a leaky faucet?
A leaky faucet, yes it can,
if the drips report a kind of yearning,
like brooks turned to creeks,
that submerging, somehow, somewhere
a reader gets like sneaky Pete from a bottle,
bobbing, swirling in a pond
Could in Central Park,
or bone dry Australia waterhole,
or even in far out there in Ulan Bator
No easy feat, the closest large water body being,
the Yellow Sea that borders the Prohibitive Kingdom of North Korea,
where no one gets to read nor write a thing,
that doesn't stroke Beloved Leader,
Kim Ill Something or Another,
Son of Sun, Son of A Gun
Keep hope a live,
for it is said, the latest Kim
went to college in Switzerland,
a land of relatively few poets,
but definitely open to free thinkers
like Einstein and Karl Jung, to mention a few.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Colonialism Olympic Style
A black man outruns, out jumps the Aryans
in Hitler's Berlin Olympics,
he's considered an animal.
A Chinese teenager swims
her heart out and breaks records,
she's doping.
A lanky white boy from the Midwest
wins 18 gold medals,
he's super human.
So what else is new?
in Hitler's Berlin Olympics,
he's considered an animal.
A Chinese teenager swims
her heart out and breaks records,
she's doping.
A lanky white boy from the Midwest
wins 18 gold medals,
he's super human.
So what else is new?
The Idiot
"Take time to feel the rain,"
says he to water,
walking casually to the mailbox.
Take a moment to hear the raindrops
Lighting crashes left and right
He returns wet, a letter under his shirt.
The freighter, torpedoed out of Liverpool,
its mail bags, all, went to the bottom.
Ink is wash. Sea is sea.
says he to water,
walking casually to the mailbox.
Take a moment to hear the raindrops
Lighting crashes left and right
He returns wet, a letter under his shirt.
The freighter, torpedoed out of Liverpool,
its mail bags, all, went to the bottom.
Ink is wash. Sea is sea.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Fireplace Chat
I have a clock over my fireplace
that starts when it wants,
that stops when it's tired,
disobedient to international standards,
governed only by the mechanics
of its own irrelevance.
I tolerate the rascal,
the irrational clock
over my non functioning fireplace,
'cause I fancy eccentrics
which tempts me to think,
maybe I ought to try.
that starts when it wants,
that stops when it's tired,
disobedient to international standards,
governed only by the mechanics
of its own irrelevance.
I tolerate the rascal,
the irrational clock
over my non functioning fireplace,
'cause I fancy eccentrics
which tempts me to think,
maybe I ought to try.
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