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POETRY
A Nation of Fat Jokes The President is attacked they’re saying that he’s fat his daughter is attacked now what’s the point in that one nation under Vogue the plastic surgery code ask the Gap, they want clones clones clones we kill ourselves to look a certain way and it’s how we stay in a nation of fat jokes fast food culture consumption vultures then you wonder why it is we’re poisoned pay a man to walk indoors then you shop in his stores Jenny Craig wants clones, clones, clones we kill ourselves to look a certain way and it’s how we stay in a nation of fat jokes Norge The roof caved in once again we tread the sea of electricity that man said every man is an island we act as one it helped me to find my voice last folks at wire and cable watched as others had walked out the door the last one made the walk looked back and turned the key for the last time for the last time for the last time I wonder what he thought about log on for better sweeping methods to build a better broom we presume to pursue the mundane I got a beef and a requiem for Joe Camel I’m glad he’s gone, and I’m angry and I’ll tell you why they had a right to speak, I have a right to fight inherent evil why do we wait for someone else to get us by I’ve seen your Christian heroes used to sell Baccardi some guy had done his job when he invented Joe advertising, our Achilles’ heel and I’m insulted do you think they’ll teach an adult to smoke
Casting Call When you uncoiled, there were things about you you didn’t understand you saw life on the wrong side of a bad argument smack in the face is loud as a balloon pop to a president’s wife sometimes I wish the part of me had been recast cops and doctors, tow truck drivers lawyers, judges, mayors show me a well of understanding, and I’ll jump in I’ll go on writing songs and being miserably aware sometimes I wish the part of me had been recast
Smear Campaign This disregard is apparent can’t dignify this ridiculous scheme by casting a ballot never give a hand to a man in the middle of a three ring circus of fools like him for that same reason I get annoyed in the throws of a smear campaign no one speaks of achievement condescend to trick the public demand a suitable candidate if you clean around them, they will go away Excuses, Excuses Once again I understand congress says I can’t marry a man I don’t quite understand I doubt it’s really financial what would happen if we were all straight and married total disregard for a basic human right you left someone out on that judgment night excuses, excuses what are you scared of it’s not your life to live you scream promiscuity now you won’t recognize two people in love
Hoss Parade Drink in all the honky huts you laugh at us when we roll by you don’t get that we laugh back you crack us up ’cause your so blind hoss parade hoss parade hoss parade think you got it made scoff at my integrity fool I wear it like a badge your drinking in a faux gas station you had to pay and wait in line |
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