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the candyman of hope

The Candyman of Hope

The Candyman
of Hope.

 

Glazed like
a jellybean,
glowing like
kryptonite.

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the holiday season

The Holiday Season

Memorial Day
has come &
gone so
has Mother’s
Day &
Father’s Day
& the
first day
of summer
the days
are getting
shorter but
no one
notices the
earth tilt
Jazz in
the Valley
has packed
up its
horns &
here comes
Labor Day &
four days
of rodeo
with no
place to
park.

 

If I can
make it
thru that
Halloween is
a breeze
I just
sit in
the dark
saying the
rosary &
don’t open
the door
& Thanksgiving
is mostly
a matter
of finding
excuses to
turn down
dinner
invitations.

 

Then comes
the long
haul to
Christmas &
New Year’s
& the
attrition
is brutal.
Guilt trips
& presents
piety &
past ghosts
the suicide
rate soars
but we
hang on
like pit bulls
year after
year after
year.

 

A slow
fall into
Valentine’s
Day a
drink-crazed
Saint Patrick’s
Day Easter
& then
it’s time
once again
to honor
the boys
that we
send off
to be
slaughtered.

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the major tom conspiracy

The Major Tom Conspiracy

Sending Major
Tom into
outer space
was a
conspiracy that
paved the
way for
Kennedy’s assassination
James Dean’s fatal
car crash
Hurricane Katrina
& the
mortgage scandal.

 

So much
hinges on his
safe return.

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the second mimeo revolution

THE SECOND MIMEO REVOLUTION

Two of the new recruits for the Second Mimeo Revolution, operating out of a small town in South Dakota, dedicated to overthrowing Trump.

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the silent treatment

The Silent Treatment

 

Sitting around
Ferlinghetti’s
apartment
over his
print shop
on upper Green
more than
40 years ago
after Bukowski’s
first
City Lights
reading,
with Ferlinghetti
Bukowski
Rip Torn &
a host of
minions,
someone said
Bukowski
you’re the
only one
who’s
done it &
I said
no one’s
done it
or we
wouldn’t
still be
trying to
do it &
Ferlinghetti said
the Beats
did it.

 

The Beats?
I said.
Kerouac?
Ginsberg?
Ferlinghetti?
Ah, but then
you’re Ferlinghetti.

 

The room
got very
quiet &
Bukowski
smiled
down into
his beer
cradled on
his gut.
“Now you’ve
done it
Bennett,”
he said,
& Ferlinghetti
stared at
me with
ice blue
eyes
that said
we’re
going to
silence you.

 

Which they
never did.

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some things last forever

Some Things Last Forever

First
the earth
was the
center of
the solar
system &
then the
sun itself
was &
then the
solar system
was part
of a
galaxy &
not a
very big
part
at that
& then
the galaxy
was a
smidgen
in the
big wide
universe before
it became
just a
universe
because
it was
seeming likely
there were
more out there
& now
it seems
possible that
there’s a
countless number
of universes
synapsing
one into
the other.

 

But things
are also
racing off
in the
other direction,
into the
infinitesimally
small.

 

We’ve come
a long way
since the
earth was
flat &
Columbus
discovered America.

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