April NIneteen NPM

April NIneteen NPM

April NIneteen NPM

Dogs do there business all around me. Time is a relentless vortex grubbing the worm under the tree just wants so badly now to sleep to dream of better ideas perhaps to ride his fanny in the horsey cloud giddy upp granny oh wait you knoe this was coming eye got so confused what with time tick tick tocking and should eye stop the poem long enough to ride perhaps to visit outside to get greedy gain to get the things eye need to live for one more day the sustenance every person desires is rice ok is one bowl enough for one deserve or is more then rice ok with ewe can meat can meat make a dent in my hunger do you knoe the differance of then or than does it not matter much to me the poet has the edit if eye chose to change the tenses it is not the classroom as eye enter it is text belongs to me in Texas thiz is my nickle then it is my byline than today it was a funny tradjic mess the corn chips eye have been paying one dollar for suddenly went up to 1. 25 and the man in front of me got behind me while he was paying out he pooed me and told me to pay the 1. 25 why are you complaining then THAN the woman behind the counter got even by charging him FOUR DOLLARS for one jar of peanuts and the man went nuts oh himself and placed the peanuts back where he got them than he left but not until eye told him to MIND his OWN business when he left eye went back to the counter and tried again eye asked the woman why and she did not answer me she was too timid or eye was too angry and she offered to pay me for the corn but eye refused ahha eye nearly shouted the chips is mine eye refuse to give them back to you. It was a majic magic moment. Than then the woman smiled cause she thought she had won but eye had really won eye need the salt on the corn to survive the Texas Heat is smiling in the shade. My Pepsi has less sugar and it is almost good for me to drink it . Meanwhile the man at the apartments sipping drinking whiskey noticed that eye noticed him he was enjoying his pain he was decidedly uncomfortable to be discovered is whiskey the only cure for a broken heart then than mine shall brake to a stop then than start upp on time for ewe she is sublime the lemon lime of my extant extensionalism frozen in the time on the clock face says the little hand is on three and the big hand is on your knee omg what were we thinking on APril NIneteen NPM vext with problems the keysstick

April 122012 Paranoiae Fear of paranoia

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April 122012

Paranoiae

Fear of paranoia

People cause people to be afraid of people and they are at fault and wrong to begin with iff someone say a man a macho blooded man threatens you makes funn of you speaks in a derogatory manner at you calls you a DOG for accepting help of any kind he is probably living in fear for his own life he must be scared perhaps even a coward himself to speak such things to a man for no reason his reason is his mind is full of himself and full of fumey whiskey admitted to me he drinks to get drunken then trys to help others it seems he mostly wants to be feared to walk the Earth scaring others not related to his religion or his Nationel Heritage he is a member of the paranoiae club of drunken fighters and he will hit someone who can hit him back and he will stop his nonsense when he is flat on his back and paranoid for it will come to him what any man does to others comes back to him this is karma and happens to us all sometimes or another time MANSON is disliked for a reason he has been denied parole again they are hoping he will die in jail his time of life is gone they call him a coward when they call him at all but he is never late and always at there beck and call BECKON CALL I e beckoning def. adj. calling someone to come over where you are and finally this brings me to my NEED to wonder why the Preacher has not tried to help MANSON to recover his Salvation for the Jesus has portended to Save us ALL ??? Not for the Righteous but for Sinners did he come ??? Here is my plea not sure just why it comes to me to ask manson to say Jesus one more time before you die give it a reason even cry eye promise you he listens to the worse to the most twisted soul in torment can you tell eye seek my rest in him someday my christian duty eaten up and seized from me by brothers who pretend to love me hiding behind the fist of gay sordid hate Jesus died for charlax Jesus also died for manson come on Charlie get back aboard the train say Jesus and be saved in April 122012

April Four SOlyant GReen

SOlyant GReen

SOLyant GReen

or Crackers is People

is there anyone missing from the group

Vallhalla is not your stomacn

no one likes the idea of eating people it seems retarded when there is still so many Cattle left in India and so many Africans choosing to abstain from eating anything we should respect the dead leave that meat on them bones in them coffins all alone they should not be part of the food chain gone is dead and gone not back for breakfast back for supper in the crackers is the relatives we bury resurrected for the nutrition this is the ultimate degradation how could anyone keep living eating Bessy Sue and Uncle Billy with the soup breaking bread like breaking Daddies back passing around the plate take some IN- Laws out to dine how do we knoe the substance in the food is not just me and you inside the cracker feeding others of our kind eye for one would not eat a human cracker without pickles without mustard without soup complete with Uncle Billy makes me sick to think of SOlyant Green residing in my belly after eating you would be the next one taken to the factory added quickly to the cracker meal its YOU the homeless sick and lame the queen the queer little thing the cracker box lists all the ingredients the gradients and the graduates leaning by the fridge go see iff it says Solyant Green anywhere on the Label you will not see Lopp eared Mule iff u feel a poem should always rhyme feel free to disagree with me then go see eye will be the next cracker found in SOlyant GReen on table

YOU

YOU

im peccable im possible im probable impeccable unflappable like MOlly me like Olly oily masseuse im possible only improbable bye neccessity this could be our last communication this might be the last poem ever written but praying nothing happens making hot and heavy predilictions of my duty can you see the fiery intensity of my passion might be something misdirected YOU forgive me YOU have th elove YOU are the one eye mush to oatmeal with banana bandana wet dripping from the beard food is hard to get new love old love is the best no matter how long it mush take my mind taken in the poetry of love mixed up my belly with my head on fire my heart steady and always thinking of my next meal is YOU mush see my prose is defined the best love is meal time and bedtime sublime this is for YOU if you mush read me oh stop giggeling so mush but eye mush stop now it is past my breakfast and close to mush time now mush mush

ONEPRONGPLUG®

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ONEPRONGPLUG®
The Romans had WIFI
Or
The Intergnet of Rome
This is an Original Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater poem
When we reach the Cross of Jesus we will only be able to use the battery power on our laptops no Touch Screens (sorry) this Time Travel is strictly business. The Arch Diocese of Rome the Bishop of Friendly is our protector now. We will begin at the Aqueduct of Gethsemane where the early Christians hid there one prong plugs to access the Romans WIFI. It is the only place we will be able to visit where we can recharge our battery on our laptops. YOU over there JOHNSON we told you to bring a Dell Computor isn’t that a HP ??? We do not want this mission to fail we are the first people to attempt to visit Jesus hangging on the Cross of Golgotha is such a skulking place we want everyone to be prepared. Johnson is forgiven but he is elected to stay at the one prong plug site and watch the plugs until we get back we will be in a Hurry and wishing to recharge all of our DELL computer laptops. Give him a Short Sword. The ONEPRONGPLUG® is made by Zappersunlimited.com be sure to order all of your Dell products from us in the Future when we return to the Time Travel Space Craft and get Home to Planet 666 revolving around the Dome. The Phone JOHNSON putt that phone away its one more reason we chose you to remain behind with the power chords. There will be no Pictures taken at the Cross and please be respectfull of Gods Son. He is extremely busy right now saving the whole Universe. Yes JOHNSON you may have the staffs extra rations. The rest of us prepare to move out we have to get an early start on Fryday Good Lord Johnson you have an extremely large appetite. Its a good thing you wont be coming with us to the Place of the Skull. When you get finished typing up your documents it will all go in the Amazon River BOoks in the Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater section with the title We Seen Jesus. Is there any further questions before we begin our final hike to our destination will soon begin. Ok everyone unplugg those one prong plugs lets move out Johnson is here he volunteered to stay behind to guard the area while we go Visit Jesus Now. Remember to congregate quietly please do not talk to the Roman Soldiers.

Faith Flower

Faith Flower

Faith Flower
Purple tendrils escape out of my sight is limited to corners and deep dark recess is hidden from the world at large considers lost as the way it is survival becomes better the more it is let go and required of faith the flower grows bidden on the road side it comes of love unsought but paid for with memory and love it grows in hearts upon the stone of the asphalt jungle is so cold a slab of pain it keeps all the homeless frozen like sides of meat in some large footlocker they moan and cry at night the wind brings me there distress the flower grows inside my heart my love threatens to make me warm it keeps me hot it glows at night eye must cover up unless someone sees my purple light to she who cares she loves me and it shows to no one but our love is kept from agony only by your faith my purple flower loves to read of faith kept in our hearts she smiles and love is kept is kept is kept the purple grows and lights the night is kept in faith and love unshown

the king leers

the king leers


the king leers
the king leers
his hat twisted sideways in a goofy paroday of cartoon people who live life getting stoned and bothering other people he leered with one eye like a goon onto the other person ignoring him he was busy at work doing his time on the free computor but this over worked mind next to him was almost berserk trying to give him this evil eye it was so palpable a signal in this space and time iff ewe had marched past him you would have double taken him just the same as eye did there are so many berserkers lurking in this world just awaiting to arrive from inner space the brain of a monkey inside a man will win every time the contest is fixed to allow the animal to control the harder a man tries to decieve others the easier it becomes to be the thief in charge he SQUINTED for signs of weaknesses he LOOKED for places to attack he LEERED for all the world the wolf his grin was over byte his lust self effaceing his mental prowess most absorbed for this fellow does not like me he would have recognized me unless he slept thats it he must have been asleep while scrutinizing his neighbor his eye had stuck to him and snoozing there he did not notice being seen while leering the other man so unaware of the king leering back at him and so they both ignored me both missing my concern they both leered at the screen