The Texture of Niagara Falls
March 27th, 2023TBI Explosion
March 23rd, 2023I can’t believe the shit that sets me off It’s like my fucking head’s a powder keg The sparks are all around me; you may scoff But wait until one lands, ‘cause then you’ll beg You’ll beg me to be decent: I don’t care My decency is mine and mine alone You’re just a fucking spark; you’re everywhere I should have listened, should have fucking known I should have known my brain would never heal I should have listened to the voice of doubt I should have followed fantasy that’s real I should have lit myself; who’ll put me out Ka-boom! It doesn’t matter anymore I guess we know what powder kegs are for.
Edward Lear – The Book of Nonsense
March 16th, 2023
Pirate Limerick
March 7th, 2023
Once Upon a Time
March 7th, 2023
On the Poetry of Thomas Stearns Eliot and Timothy Scott Ennis
March 6th, 2023We bear the same initials, T. S. E. And so I thought we must be kindred souls I thought the words we’d bring the world to see Might mark the heights of reaching lofty goals But words are as directionless as thought If thoughts become our words, the world is lost Cacophony is music that we bought Before we knew, poetically, the cost These half deserted streets are mine alone “What is it?” was the thought I thought to speak But poetry is that to which I’m prone Poetic circus needs poetic freak The mermaid cunts were singing, each to each And I was hungry, so I ate a peach.
The Miller’s Daughter
March 6th, 2023
Tranquilina’s Paradise
March 3rd, 2023
Queer People & Their Kweer Kapers by Palmer Cox 1888
February 27th, 2023
The Porch
February 27th, 2023
