Older than I used to be
December 12th, 2012
Swollen and older,
It just might be G-d’s way of
Pushing me aside.
Eating to the Point of not being able to Breath
September 12th, 2012
What’s the reason for
Forcing myself to consume
More food than I need?
My beleaguered over worked Lord Above
August 28th, 2012
direct all comments
to the devine curator
tears, praise, curses, song.
In unwavering
devotion. the curator
arranges vessels.
ancient patterns
aside newer renditions
premium shelf space.
Phyllis Diller RIP
August 21st, 2012
Icon bold, bawdy
bowl-legged, feather boa
Shrieking about “Fang”
Been Gone Too Long
August 19th, 2012
New Birthday Wishes
Old vows, stale, trite and broken
Like Don’t curse, eat less.
Dorian Gray
June 14th, 2012
Bulging blue, with veins
my legs are portraits of sin
Like Dorian Gray.
Death and Grief
June 12th, 2012
You not only stole
Grandpa’s money and our will
You broke hearts to love.
Paranoia Party Blues
June 11th, 2012
Even if the girls
sitting at the thin table
Are nice. I feel fat.
Sabbath day revelations 6-09-12
June 10th, 2012
Ugly buzzing black
Flies liberate the molecules
death reborn alive.
This haiku came to me while walking my dog on shabbes afternoon. I saw the flattened remains of a baby bird drying on a rock. There were black flys on it’s carcass, and I was reminded of angels freeing the soul from the physical body.
Everything is as it once was, just inhabiting a different place in time on the continuum. But what of conscious thought, what about our longings and desires, our lusts and repulsions. Are they too recycled as a measurable energy?
B. N.’s vagina
March 13th, 2012
your snatch was scented
like tobacco, patchouli
and new born kitten.