I ate the ham and pasta stew
and cleaned the fridge
of all those tings desirable.
But it was hot and I am poor.
You are my cousin, (never met) ,
and ought to understand,
and scold me not, you know
I have to feed not one but two.
By the time you read this
I’ll be in Alabama.
The fellow was so nice
and took my bag up to the bus.
I am in love again, dear cousin
are you happy? Because I think
we both could be the flowers
of magic deserts rolling spinifex forever.
wir brauchen kein Kanonenfuttererschiesst das Uebel auf dem Thron.Die alten Maenner, sie erschlaffenund suchen Phallus als Ersatzwie starre, kalte dumme AffenGedanken nur im Hosenlatz.Raketen, Tuerme und Patronenman schiesst sie wie den eignen Saftals Substitut fuer kleine Bohnendie Illusion bringt ihre Kraft.
Remembered dimly what I’d saidlast night, that one remarkcould well have shocked her, maybe hurt,but would she cry hot tearsabout emotions that I stirredor deep and ancient fears?I had been mean to her again,it’s always when at workthat supervisor idiot Ben,who’s quite the bloomin’ jerk,keeps riding me, his hobby horse,all day including lunch.And in the…
It is not I who picked the starbut it is good and I am gladto stand here in the desert sandwhere all is gray and rather bland.And gusty winds play silly gamesthe distant range beckons and framesjust me and rolls of spinifexI dream of you and all night sexwhile butterflies and birds with wingsfrom far…
A jogger ran across the grassand crushed the flower with his massThe rose now had a broken stalk,fell over when a mountain hawkswooped down to rest on solid ground.But from the forest came a houndwho, deeply, hated birds of prey.In haste the hawk now flew away.But, in his sudden, morbid feara pellet dropped out of…
li’l professors they are, reallyas they take in and store so freelyan overload of information,as if by heaven-sent dictation.Those years of active acquisitionare followed by the earnest missionof teachers in the local schoolwho teach even the dumbest fool.And, if you want to know the reasonwhy some of us learn out of season,continue to obtain the…
the lower one had quite a diphe liked to smoke and take a nipchopped his cigars with one quick snipand with his thumb and fingertiphe’d grab the end and let it flipwhich landed on a girl who’d skipmost of the day, she wore a biba miniskirt and silken slipand may I give you just one…
