RAT'S NEST

5/21/13

Rat’s nest—so tangled and grotesque

Rat’s nest—such a sloppy unfit mess!

Rat’s nest—digging deep into my heart

Rat’s nest—a certain trap from the start!

Rat’s nest—forever I shall warn

Rat’s nest—happiness always torn!

Rat’s nest—those red ends split

Rat’s nest—clean it up a bit!

Pastry World

“baker, baker—

give me some sugar!”

screamed the young lad on his

way to his mother’s flower shop.

“try a cup of this,”

said the baker back,

throwing a cupful of lust and

pleasure in his face.

“gimme more, gimme more!”

the boy said so eager to

take in more worldly sugar

for his heart to digest.

“sorry,” said the baker,

“we’re sold out of that sugar.”

she knew she’d hook him good

then left him hanging on solely hope.

“I’ll try for some next door,”

the boy proceeded—right as

that angry baker shut

him out of her pastry world.

All Petered Out

sorry to say, but next time you bring me down i'm gonna ship you off to red china. it's nothing personal, but i will be an old man--i'd sell my soul to the elephant . . . please dont send me anymore grandfather clocks. ZING & "the war's going fine--aint it paleface?" says i, but then proceed to put the barrel of a bazooka with Pety Cringe's name engraved on its side in the face of the senator's pet. say hi to your doctor.

see you
Zeke, all Petered Out

PS- i will remain a rablerouser from your wardrobe, thanx

Counterfeit Sonnet IV

the turbulent times in which I write might make one stop & think what we would do if all reality fell down the drain. today this heart aches, for it lost something golden & new spring has sprung, flowers bloom, my love has lost its color. trying hard to revive devotion I once knew I weep to think of glories that are missed like a morn frost.