This person
likes this
poem &
that person
likes that
& eventually
this person
likes you
less because
of that
& that
person less
because of
this.
Once they
find out
about
each other
they no
longer like
you or
your poems.
Filed under poems & short jabs
If your
life isn’t
full of
perplexity &
violent contradictions
you’re living
a lie.
Filed under poems & short jabs
People who
live on
a mountain
don’t know
what a
mountain
looks like.
Filed under poems & short jabs
I’ve been
carrying buckets
of stones
from one
side of
the house
around
to the
other for
years now.
One more
bucket full
& then
I start
carrying them
back again.
Filed under poems & short jabs
The collected
poems of
a worrywart.
Abbreviations &
exclamations.
Cute juxtapositions,
piss-stained
with networking.
The crown
jewel of
mediocrity,
rubber-stamped
for anthologies.
Filed under poems & short jabs
Hitler’s General
Staff were
vegetarians
which was
of little
consolation
to the
Jews at
Auschwitz
except although
their skin
might be
used to
make lamp
shades their
flesh wouldn’t
be eaten
by the
camp commandant.
Filed under poems & short jabs
