Little Boys and Girls

“Is that a little boy or a little girl?”

“It’s a little of both.”

Polylogue

A polylogue: a monologue or dialogue etc. with multiple frames of (the) mined.

The International Journal of Associated Micellany == your mind

How long does beef last?

-I don’t know, but certainly not longer than a cow?

Care takers of little kiddies are occasionally promoted to become care-takers for wealthy, yet dirty, old men.

Bills

‘Tis once again a cycle through,
When settle, we must, our bills now due,
When living itself is rendered as cost
And the illusion it was is subtly lost,
And the pain that is of paying these perpetual tolls
Can only be overshadowed by the blackening of our souls,
And our tenuous hold on these monies to be tendered
Is made ever more so until they’re surrendered
To a hunger, voracious, insatiably wanting more,
Of these grim, unholy papers arriving at our door.

Soliloquy of a Slippery Mold in Action

I am casting myself. I am overwrought irony.

Modernity

I’m not drunk; I’m just modern.

Views

The problem with( )holding my views…

is inhibition.

Trouble with Poets

I’ll bet a lot of rich fathers have to fight off a lot of dead beat poets from mating their daughters, or beginning to “come around the house” more often.

Warming Warning

The globe is warming. The world is going bad. Heat does terrible things to an oyster.

Clarification (like butter)

I only ever lived near the hood, not actually in it.*I did, however, grow up in the spirit of hardship. Though my parents may have never grounded me (to this day I am not particularly well-grounded), I was asked, for my punishment, to pick a page from the Book of Pain.

*Nor did I grow up in the Child Hood.

The Hood

Fact is. I group in the hood. From a hoodlum to the *’cribblin’ to the Bedlam is. I represent, because its representation is empty. It simply is. That is(,/; ) the hood(.) [is.]

*(s)

When things become too esoteric (or erotic) for their own good, they become too inaccessible to be fully appreciated.