Thursday, October 18, 2012

Someday...

I died.
I awoke again.
Soon,
I will climb the mountain.
There I will retire in my cave.
As a hermit.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Tobacco

Grow your own tobacco.
Do not smoke that poison they sell in the stores.
Everything around is poisoned.
Living of the land.
Not poison.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

guide me in the ten directions

guide me through the hole
guide me through the finish
guide me through the shock
guide me through the pop
guide me through the days
guide me through the distance
guide me through the space
guide me through the moment
guide me through the last breath
guide me to the hole

What hole?

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Blue Barrel

Once this barrel held greatness.
Once it served a purpose.
Now this barrel just sits.
On a tiny mountain.
One might wonder,
What's in this barrel that has sat covered for over a year?
Truth be told,
It's filled with human shit.
Yummy!!!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Look Into the Sky

Up up up,
I look.
Look Look look,
I see.
See see see,
I know.
Know know know,
That plane is poisoning the air.

Who who who,
I want to know.
Know know know,
The reason why.
Why why why,
Are they doing this?
This this this,
Is fucked.




Friday, September 28, 2012

No Know Woof Woof

Dog go...
Woof Woof
Dog know...
Woof Woof
Me no know...
Woof Woof

Me go...
Woof Woof
Dog no know...
Woof Woof
Me no know...
Woof Woof

Who know...
Woof Woof
Dog know...
Woof Woof
Me no know...
Woof woof.

No know Woof Woof

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Where's that Beach at?

Where is it?
It's hot out!
I miss the beach.
I miss the palm trees.
I miss the sand.

Living on the mountain.
In the middle of nowhere.
With nowhere to go.
And nothing to do.
I miss the beach.
I miss the palm trees.
I miss the sand.

Back to reality....
I'm drinking from a straw out of a puddle.
Fuck the beach.
Fuck the palm trees.
Fuck the sand.

Finding water is a must.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

God Speed???

On the horizon,
A boat sits at a still.
With its sail hung high
And anchor drawn,
A gentle breeze
Will soon guide the way.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Cheezus

Thinking......
Food.
Could go for a cheeseburger right now.
That's right.
I can't.
Why?
I'm in the middle of nowhere.
How?
Thinking...
of a plan.
Then...
A Great Realization,
pictures of cheeseburgers will not satisfy my hungry.


Saturday, September 22, 2012

WHIRLWINDS OF ANTIQUITY

Many moons ago,
After many millions of years of painfully slow human development,
There appeared fire.
From fire came this bottle.
Made from earth.
Made to hold.
Made to treasure.
Made...
Who really knows why.
Who really cares.
It's just a green bottle.
That was made many moons ago.
But really,
It was made six months ago
On an ELECTRIC POTTERS WHEEL!
How IMPRESSIVE!!!
REALLY!!!


Friday, September 21, 2012

Great Great Great Granny's Lamp

This lamp was very old.
Passed down from generation to generation to generation.
An heirloom of sorts.
It never did anyone wrong.
Always providing guidance.
Light.
A quart later one evening,
It's light no longer shined bright.
It wasn't the bulb.
It wasn't the power.
Giving without ever asking for something in return,
It vanished.
What remains?
Only pieces on the floor
And a bruise on the wall.


EXTRA EXTRA

Picking berries.
The pot was full.
Gazing over yonder,
to my disbelief
There where two suns in the sky.
It must be 2013 or something.





Thursday, September 20, 2012

Poopa de Stupa

Walking.
I come across a pile of poopa.
It's white.
It looks like a stupa.
With that,
I felt the great enlightenment.
In my pants.

I Live in a Fucking Tent

That's fucking right.
A fucking tent.
On a fucking cot.
In the middle of fucking nowhere
Surrounded by dead fucking grasses
And green fucking trees.
All I have is a fucking fire pit.
Fuck.

My big buddy!!!

I have made a tree.
Well, it's not really a tree.
More of a plant.
A plant that saves all!
The sky is high.
But did the sky ever say it was blue?

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Purple Mountain Membrane

There is a path,
That leads to the Purple Mountains.
Though sky blue and grass green,
Your membrane is showing.

A song for the Blue Birds

I woke up this morning
And saw all these blue birds.
They left me a present.
It was a big pile of berry shit.
I want to eat berries.
I do not want to eat shit.

TOOOOOOOOOO many GREEN EGGS

PLOP PLOP PLOP
I DID IT AGAIN
I TOOK A SHIT IN A BOWL.
AND HAD TO EAT IT.
GREAT