Tuesday, January 1, 2008

3 poems every three days?

Earth Apple

Somethings taste better
than other things that
don't taste so good.

Let us explore this further.

Apples covered in dirt
versus
earth apples.
Potatoes for sure.


Cat Attack

Kitty kitty meow meow
will eat all your digits
in one big bite,
nom nom nom.

Nom nom nom.

Don't blame little kitty,
your fingers smell like tuna.
If you washed your hands,
we wouldn't have to call you
Thumb Man.



Mother Dearest

What do you hide in your hair?
Applesauce and fish sticks?
Crayons made of toxic waste?
Little cowboy boots with
blue paintbrushes blazing
in the heels?

It doesn't much matter,
I know you'll never tell.

When you fell asleep,
the couch swallowed you whole.
I told it not to, but
it's ears were clogged.
And you looked so peaceful
on your way downtown
Nashville in your hair.

1 comment:

ITV said...

if we are to believe that within infinite universal space exist near infinite worlds, with infinite language systems...then somewhere, at some point in time, in some alien tongue, penis=vagina.