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Saturday, March 30, 2013

IN A WORLD WITHOUT


She exists in a world
without cake and ice cream
never curious enough
to rub the lamp
in the proper way
to make the genie appear
and take her on that
roller coaster ride
climbing slowly to the top 
then
a split second 
and
over the hump you go
my girl
hurtling toward
the inevitable
the all consuming
point of no return 
screaming like a banshee
all the way down

You'd see the whole business
in a much different light
I said
much differently
than asking me
what's the point
of any of it
indulging me
while your nail polish dries
there in your world
without cake and ice cream


Monday, March 18, 2013

ON A DAY IN EARLY SPRING

















And you find yourself
strolling through the market
on a day in early spring
encountering a woman
who smiles at you
not in a polite way
but in a way that shows
she'd be interested
if you weren't both there
with your carts
passing for the briefest of moments
in the opposite direction
and before you can even think
of what to say
she's turned the corner
Leaving you longing for some other time
and some other place
where two people were properly introduced
by a maiden aunt
in the courtyard of a church
on a day in early spring
extending her white-gloved hand
and holding your gaze
for the briefest of moments
as she demurs
each making a mental note
to get religion again next week


And you find yourself strolling
through an open-air market
on a day in early spring
your demure lady
tending to your child at home

A woman passes by
giving you THAT smile
holding your gaze
for the briefest of moments...

You pivot
eyes following her
as she stops
picks up an apple
and holds it to the light
then slowly turns
in your direction...






Thursday, March 7, 2013

YOUR FIRST CLUE





Da people dey drive up
to da Bobo's Restaurant.
Dey get outta dere car
and dey waddle inside. 
Later, dey waddle out da door
and back to dere car.
All da people at da Bobo's
dey be waddlin.

Hmmm...You tink dey be servin 
HEALTH food in dere?

I never been inside da Bobo's

and dey say don't judge a book
by its cover
but you know 
if it look like a duck
and waddle like a duck...

One day drivin past da Bobo's
I overhear da waddlers
and dey say:  "Dem Bobo's cheeseboigas...
dey to DIE for!"

quack 
quack 

Friday, March 1, 2013

SEE NO EVIL


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The married woman
does not want to watch the porn
on the television in our room
at the No-Tel motel
even though we have come here
to enact a similar scene

There are mirrors on the ceiling
above the bed
but she is careful not to look up

The married woman
does not want to see 
her own
reflection
at all



Note: Before your jaw drops any further, this poem was written quite a number of years ago, and I'm sharing it here for the first time now.