Category: Thoughts

Poem: The Abiding Benefit of Employing Servants

Employing a staff, you see, Betters all mankind, not just me. Look, the man who drives my car Was born unlucky, not a star Like me and Angie, Anne and Mike, All us worthy of your thumbs-up “like.”   Meet the girl who cleans my home: Born unlovely, brownish gnome With moles unsightly, hair unkempt, She’s never...

Poem: Slow Down

Every day Seems to be Quicker than me Faster than I prefer to go   Every day Melts away Chocolate ice cream cone Under Hawaiian sun   Gotta slow down Slow down Gotta be here right now Gotta be in the moment now and then   You will find delight my friend You will not...

Poem: Too Many Books

Too many books Not enough readers Too many poems Not enough heeders   You say you want answers You say want leaders You pray for salvation At the Church of St. Peter   Ask for forgiveness Ask and repent Ask for an ending To ongoing Lent   Something like calm Something like grace Something to...

Poem: Absolution

Forgive me Wash it all away The sins and unpleasantries that have soiled my otherwise pristine existence. Rid them. Scour and scald if you must. Scrub. Make magnificently clean the miasma of my missteps. Heal. Mend. But mostly clean. Absolve. Purify – and not in the mendacious greed-modeled sense of “purified,” as in Water from...

Poem: Full Circle

According to the label, this plastic jug of water Came to Los Angeles from New Zealand, where An artesian spring spews forth artisanal beverages for Sophisticated folk in search of hydration Not hubris. The water got here on a plane or a boat that Burned a different kind of petroleum product than What was used...

Poem: Ordered Correctly

Someone famous kissed another girl. Someone fabulous tripped on a red carpet. Someone infamous professes shame about her fellatiatic indiscretions. And someone fantastically sexy is prepared to make “revealing” confessions (on a TV show). Which is why almost no one will read this poem. A poem about what doesn’t matter. Like a country far away...

Poem: An Especially Eventful Tuesday

Tuesdays around here are Terrific Tuesdays! And not because of Tacos or Two-fers or the hair harvested like sod from Hasidic volunteers (Jew fur). No, Tuesdays are terrific around here, at my place and at the neighbors’. Tuesdays are when our domestic servants, our help, our remunerated slaves, our euphemism of choice – we get...

Poem: Why You’re Great

External stimuli cannot affect the silent mind harmonized with all the voices of the universe singing their discrete vibration now and forever in a perfect symphony of light.   Nothing from the outside can burrow inside the sanctuary of a peaceful soul joined in spirit with all that was and all that is.   Fantastic...

Poem: Let’s Do This

Let’s have a little argument Let’s have a little tiff Let’s castigate and conjugate Instead of light a spliff   Our passions stoked, our ire raised We commence to disagreeing About cannabis and worshipping And other ways of seeing   Yet all this time, as we yell, Nothing’s really changed The noise and clamor honks...

Why We Can’t Stop Shooting

Since democracy is the best system ever to honor the concept of “innocent before proven guilty,” nearly 300,000 Californians voted for Leland Yee to be our next Secretary of State. His tally came as somewhat of a surprise, considering that Yee had officially dropped out of the race after being indicted on federal bribery and...