as i grabbed her gloved hand the guard
shouted NO! +administered a blow to my neck
mother promptly kicked her where it counts i
recount this cautionary tale as the covidoutlaw
stalks our environs🦇
virusmortis
moribundus
enough said
my sister shouted NO GLOVE! NO LOVE! as
the guard+nurse squirted epithets +they were
not as pretty as she is 👸
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Summer of Glove ..🖤🦇✊🏻✊🏿✊🏾✊
i
am
not
not
going to make
it (everyone thinks they’re gonna make it) (until they don’t)
a bro said: he escaped living ten fifteen yrs. in one of those places
ya but his checkout was graceless or was it? NOT
amazinggrace fulness danced like a butterfly stung like a scalpel
he’d want to have long convos about what all the oldmen in mexico
had for lunch shrimp the size of your arm!
2 fer 1 tacos the size of a bladder man lunch was only 2 bucks 2 bucks!
no mazel but then luck she’s a finicky bitch bitches
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..did you ever have a sister did you
no but they’re all bitches..
(William Faulkner The Sound+The Fury 1929)
Summer ☀️ 2020 ..how sweet the sound..
zimmerman found 202 words to rhyme with multitudes (jew was not one of them)
this in his latest album tho back in ’62 he couldn’t come
up with one for orange (!) can u? but hey if yer gonna
rip off walt whitman j’accuse!
mind u u did give us in the jingle jangle morning +that is
way deep but jesting aside u with the profile of a russian
rabbinical scholar +the hair of a girl jewbu
u mystical transmutation of woody who penned a song
about orange don’s dad a white supremacist extraordinaire
u of the gravel+tobacco voice
stick around song+danceman! the multitudes can’t breathe
and the orange scourge contains the worst of yer american multitudes
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has anyone supposed it lucky to be born?
i hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die
i am not contained between my hat and boots
..i contain multitudes..
(Walt Whitman Leaves Of Grass 1855)
Summer of the Sunking☀️☀️ ..long may u run old mr. zimmy.. (morange !!)
this poem is so un pc that i may be pilloried
no one gave us a parade no one gave us a
protest march silence reigned when jews
were ovened slain
homosexuals too roma+sinti +the mentally
challenged silence deranged our skin white
this hatred beyond skin deep creeps into souls
of survivor’s children
so much for my white privilege tho i know that
my yellow star is invisible + i may walk the streets
with impunity no profilers bearing down +10,000
doors opening for me
open sesame
but down in the deeps there lives a jew who calls
hide hide hide they’re coming for you i creep
into the closet into the hole behind my shoes +wait
did u know that the bones of hidden children were
found in closets by the looters +squatters in jewish
homes?
word
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*the above photo is of a statue in Hamburg, Germany
in a park +former nazi train station where the plaque
reads: ..there are no reports of any protests by the
people of Hamburg..
Summer 2020
alienation absurdism political allegory
kafka tells stories about for example a
guy who turns into a bug the play involved
an actor clutching the ceiling upsidedown
skypilot-cockroach-everyman clinging
who among u did not morph into kafka’s bug
on march 9th with the doors of our cells clanging
against the covid mother of all batviruses🦇 more
powerful than a louisville slugger
with sports cancelled+limp the real mass opiators
vie to re-open but getting u back inside brady’s jock verboten
’cause sniffing droplets can kill u so just breathe deeply
and cling to your ceilings 🦇🦇🦇
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Spring 2020 ..inspired by JMA..argonaut..footballer..leetlebrother..
i fell for a jew who had a large hooknose
+like a worm on a hook i was hooked on
leonard cohen he wafted daily doing battle
with weasels who ripped a brother’s flesh
same bro who told father when i grow up i wanna be black
smacks ensued but father had his hands
full with muddy+wolf + our mother also
a beautiful montreal jew not one of leonard’s
losers
numerous cousins on both sides fit that bill
though their beauty cannot be verified +
leonard died before i could marry him
with a drink in my hand and my legs all white from the winter
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..that most ignoble form of real estate
the possessive occupation and tyranny
over two square inches of human flesh
the wife’s cunt.. (
Spring 2020 ..oy..
do u think al sharpton knew the etiology of
take your knee off our necks in his eulogy
for george floyd? i hope so because propaganda
even that of the politburo needs context
ms. sarah grimké was a white quaker from a family
of slave owners an abolitionist + mother of american
suffrage ruth bader ginsberg is a white jew who sits
on the u.s. supreme court
ruth popularized sarah’s phrase when she fought tooth+nail
for abortion rights + equal pay for women and did u know
that before the indo-european hordes descended with their
male sky gods god was a woman?
+ the rounder the hips of ancient women the greater their
fecundity the absurdity of my not knowing this until 36
speaks for itself context context context blasphemy
in my ghetto
for it has been in the name of our abrahamic religions that millions
have died at the hands of despots kings priests +madmen this is
not to say that matriarchies were peaceable oxymoron is context too
humans are animals food chain bottomfeeders power might hate
rape+pillage burn the village enslave the people replay the tape
so is the thin veneer of civilization crumbling? is the human conscience
a social construct or innate?
if the former now what? as family religion +community are replaced
by technology instagram anomie my own brand of anti-hate is more
generic because hate comes in every shape it is the nature of our beast
my child clients raped beaten burned +murdered from age 18 mths
maybe we should all take a knee in the coming days as we do battle
with corona + human hate the vaccine for which has been in progress
for 200,000 yrs
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Spring 2020
my poet died this week my time with him was
short+bleak or was it long+hard? hard to know
so long ago that we sat in various haunts where
he would pretend to read my poems without his
glasses
maybe they were better that way back in those
days i used 3+4 letter words +rhymed obsessively
you remind me of busta rhymes! he said i thought
it was a compliment but now he’s dead our thread
cancelled when he jumped
but you know that other jewish poet with hair like me
rhymed way more prodigiously +he won a nobel to
which he said go to hell (busta rhymin for your amusement)
they shoot horses and some old poets
i always thought zimmy looked like a girl rabbi his voice
now a saw on the cartilage of middle age while grey
hair sprouts in the pandemonium of corona
the way everything did when i was young when death+taxes
divorce+cancer were highly theoretical +falling out of love
the great mystery
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i enjoyed the seafood chowder at the Gladstone with pretty
Aprill but had to go back to the kitchen with my wide bowl &
say more broth for God’s sake more baguette how about
some fucking butter? (Watermelon Kindness David Donnell 2010)
Spring 2020 RIP David Donnell ..poet extraordinaire +man about town..
lately i have been buying up masks apocalypseporn
shopping for the forlorn covidsexual i don’t so much
mind being masked at least the socially acceptable smile
is cancelled they cannot see (thankfully) what u really feel
and it is not beatific think of all the uncensored fuckyous!
(smile!! they said in the midst of my recent cancer tour)
*don’t worry i took their numbers
it seems to me this is the dream u cannot wake up from
no matter how hard u pluck at your eyes the now has become
one of those dreams: a lion a nazi a gun
and a guy who says: you have a choice either shoot yourself or i shoot u boohoo
ok! WILL YOURSELF AWAKE timetravel back to your
real life rife with fights +vicissitudes shit blowing in from
the dark recesses of a cousin’s closet clobbbbbbbers u history gone virrrrrrrral
maybe the best we can do is wakeup to: what we were
i.e., old alive+dying all at once i cannot go on i must
go on she does not move
*(to paraphrase beckett) hey at least i’m giving him credit!
stuck here
in the mud
of a deep fugue
as i do battle with the invisible sun king ☀️ avert your eyes
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these are on sale ..39 cents a dozen..
there is no vaccine for extraversion..
Spring 2020
at the risk of sounding bitter i cannot help but
shudder NASA will spend 81 billion on a launch
today while in our neck of terrestrial hell a very
special window is under construction at our
96 yr. old mother’s rez
this window will be made of used kryptonite at a
cost of 69 cents no expense spared to reunite us
now separated by the spikeycoronabastard for 3 mts.
this as heathenhipsters fill our parks with sweat+bathos
sorry no child of god present s/he was crucified up at
yasgur’s farm in 69
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Spring 2020 🦇🦇☀️☀️☀️
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