Sunday, July 30, 2000

FORMULA CODES

a time honored tradition that leaves you gutless

if it were better organized

it would take some time to come around to where shooting stars mingle with apprentices

the teachings of pythagoras tell us of such things in formula

codes make all the chips fall into place

slip through the trap door but sneak around scared and bitter in your ignorance

do not rise and shine and soak your wares in the cool mountain river as the very same water in appearance from one second to the next is always brand new

but always the same old shit same old promises

keep telling yourself that

Friday, July 28, 2000

ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF ORANGUTANG

take your inflatables and stuff it

who do you think you are around here anyway

communicating to all the irregulars off in the distance waits a shimmering placebo of undaunted ineptitude and

off the cuff hard hitting collar driven type of material that the great border collie rosa once suggested that it reminded her of some kind of and

then followed suit by choking on her own vomit in a ditch

on the outskirts of orangutang

while bagpipes are playing

is beyond the pale in my book

Saturday, July 22, 2000

A MEDIUM NOT A LARGE

I prefer hyphens to slashmarks or better yet I’ve been known to do either

heck I might fuckin’ show you one here in a sec if I don’t forget what the reason was behind the frame of mind

all said and done for better parkay has chosen to emerge as a medium not a large and not that sort of thing that comes around

what goes used to matter but what really matters to me is that I get the opportunity to shed hair in the summer time but run out of vacuum cleaner to pick up behind yourself and immaculate the issue to great lengths

if that wasn’t enough the next thing I did was take a can of pop put it in a sack and take off down the street toward the don’t walk sign

at which point I gave it the reclusive ableit stereotypical high five and returned the gesture with one of the

may I try to get this over

catch phrases many of them that the kids are using these days

Friday, July 21, 2000

GREEN ONIONS

have you ever wondered what it would be like if green onions

obviously I don’t receive enough rejuvenation to slip away to the reaches of the first person

method a despite rummaging

far too be a fret seek to belittle an ambush respite whatever sun don’t remain

a some of the time you go ahead way ahead before there’s a reason to decide to survive the remains of regular reiteration and return to play a game called master mind

what you do is try to guess the order of the pattern

try as it may be you still can’t

that’s not a game I want to play

anyway I can salvage a few parts from the wreckage and that is simply the goal

right

Thursday, July 20, 2000

FOOTBALL, STAR TREK OR GOD

it’s monsoon season in these parts and you know what that means

do you see football star trek or god anywhere

because I’ve got a message for those that dwindle in that borders on being covered by gentle sleet as it returns to the fore for a second onward ho

mush paragraph don’t reply to that by gait of a new ongoing

drama linguistic glub anchors the whew right out of ya’

answering with but don’t put yourself in that position again

over easy scrambled proactive round the bend down low rowdy and rough but don’t ever let that happen again

why don’t you go get another edition some other time and see what comes about when the z starts off the alphabet

full near endeavoring til slumming its way down the ramp on sprees