Tuesday, November 1, 2022

You best

 You best clear off my land 

     You filthy stinking bum 

You'll get not a speck from me 

     Cork off that flask of rum 


I've no pity for your lot

     Neither had my father 

Best skirt the town don't want you round 

     An eyesore not worth the bother 

                   *

The moonlight in the lake

Their oxen cut in half 

They crossed the land and then their hearts left a crying wake 


Hounds too close gave chase 

And men with torch and staff 

Banging pots and pans to run them from the place 

                 * 

You best go down the road

     It's one way away from here 

My shotgun's got your name

     Carved in deep and clear

           * 

The church was full of cheer

     The candles warmly glow

The alms fell from their palms into the pastor's beer


Spirit filled the air, men nodded off and on

The pews still smelled of varnish 

The sermon a humble con


Outside the mangey loiter

Their clothes mere shreds of rag

They built the walls around the town of stone in servitude and goiter 

           *

You best crawl low and fast

      The fence it zaps and bites

Your skin blends in the evening dim and no one years your shout


Your papers keep them safe

       There in the mothers bodice

It's the first place constable looks

     We're dumb but not a novice

      * 

You best slink off my block

      You cardboard canning man

Can't run two nickles twixt your calloused crooked thumbs


My pappy bought this farm

And tore your hovel down

Three centuries wet and you still don't get why wars are never won 


The maga on my hat 

They put me in the corner

My school is way too queer tell Mickey he's a goner 


The hanging chad we worship 

And sharpie magic fix

Built the dimwit deeper dim to show their flaxen face 


Golf pants full of rubles

Florida sinks the land

Cuba looking better than Tampa's steroid glands


You best get off my dune

    You condo falling down

My bribes undid every building code I'll Sue if you slander


The climate only changes if Lord doth willeth so

I drained the swamp with holy grace

You get no vote to sayeth no


Your canoe made of bark

Can eat my musket ball

     The trail of tears that's still so gay go lobby Mr Mark


The Foley and Pam Bondi

They went to Trump U.

    Just stamp your foot in the toilet

You'll hear the rubles diversity

          *

You best get off my rights

     You hollow piece of crap

We'll vote with fists and gerrymander the map


Your Mr tater face

The famine overcame

     Indentured ignorance

Goofy gets the blame 


















Sunday, October 30, 2022

 Fog insulin money 

Dolt iridescent skylark 

Scaredycat jet-engine sable 

Telemeter hoe columbine 

Mars spalpeen study 

Encaustic bronchocele loafer 

Roughage commission attach 

Parsimony brigand psychobabble 

Refract swag green-wood 

Butterfly immiscible ahimsa 

Spiritualize root quintal 

Tape companiable arguable 

Symbiosis simulator rain 




10-30-22

Sweet Hereafter PDX



Monday, September 26, 2022

 

Draconian glossy like 

Novelette shady free-n-easy 

Bye-bye plasticity Marconi 

Dissonant hull inosculate 

Merriment litany diet 

Tail-wind complexity B-girl 

Deft milky bravo



SE PDX

Dada

Saturday, September 17, 2022

 Acidosis bengaline capitulation 

Copperhead hypogeum macromere 

Require succinct reward 

Glacis talmud/talon saucebox 

Maya karst humoresque 

Finch face patagium 

Ocelot circumcenter through 

Solution-set choppy anachronism 

Garden over-reaction usurp 

Collie bell subscription 

Acentric dialectic whipping post