i will try to write 100 poems in 100 days. even if they're all chamber potty. then i'll write one when i feel like it.

Friday, April 30, 2010

blessed be thee, o

glorious god for
giving me the
strength to drive to
drink to
stay out late on a
work night then
stop
for some drive thru
french fries with
enough grease to
soak though two
bags praise the
lord! blessed
be thee! yet
we still pray in he
brew in bed be
fore i rise and
touch my toes
take a shower
drink a cup
hit the traffic
do my bestest to
teach teach teach
so they too may
one day get a
job.   blessed be
thee!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

i watched the kids at the high school talent show

and i thought to myself sir
you'd better practice

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

she'd been waiting more than 31

days for the
choice amid 31
flavors of ice 
cream that today cost only
31 cents yes
31 cents in a
world where
joy is on sale and you
may discover this
sale via tweets she
eats her snicker and
oreo scoops as we
walk together and i
stare at her ultimate beau
tiful lips licking ba
skin o lucky ba
skin robbins ice
cream
may her
flavor
soon be
me

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

her doc says she has high

blood pressure you're a
time bomb her doc
shouts of beau
ty sings
i

Monday, April 26, 2010

a fat mom and a fat kid too

wide for my mirror my
rear view mirror
on my way home we
drive past mcd
onald's they're
chewing on some
thing or
drooling and they take a
right now they're
gone
later on ci
cero a boy wearing
glasses he
crosses the
street with his nose in a
book thick
er than chicago's
white pages--what is
he reading?  he's
smarter than me
see smarter than
me and may
be so is the
fat girl

Sunday, April 25, 2010

hebrew in a temple to

deutsch beer in a bar to
arabic in a restaurant
espanol all around us

we speak english to each other
we speak love with each other
we feel love
love
love
not to mention the
cool rain
one

sunday
afternoon in
spring

chi
cago

Saturday, April 24, 2010

i see life in

hell for the first time in
some time on a
saturday morning
drinking coffee in
silence
black coffee in
silence matt
groening says some
thing 'bout
sissyphus' myth a
big boulder
roll it down
push it up
roll down
push it up
and so on e
ternity and
just as i'm
ready to
shit
in silence
sat
urday
morning
si
lence a
car
honks out
side three times
honk honk
honk drives
by i
write this and
i guess i
i guess i
i guess i
a
gree

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