shiva
shiva with a small s
people hug u +they reek of cheap
cologne then u wrest yourself from
death elixir +howl your grief at the moon
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Fall 2018 ..RIP beautiful bro…..Marty – 1946-2018
shiva with a small s
people hug u +they reek of cheap
cologne then u wrest yourself from
death elixir +howl your grief at the moon
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Fall 2018 ..RIP beautiful bro…..Marty – 1946-2018
RANDI CALIFORNIA PANCAKES BOOBIES
hoarfrost on dirty flowers splattered mud sinkfoot
not stinkfoot of zappa no torrential waters break
on newly sealed roof+citystreets roofers not un-
handsome come +gone
younger brother turns 60 still looks 48.5 your own
sprackled hands give u away as your grail grows weary
yesterday evaded girlhood interloper from camp night-
marish place of frenetic activity for those being taught to
NEVER spend a moment alone
u ringleader c-teaser line the campers up on beds as
garbagemen pass: ok shirts over heads! tween breasts
now free+easy randi of playboybunny d’s pert in morning
breeze garbagemen sneak into cabin +keep jewish virgins
warm at night
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*randi became a firstwave feminist multiorgasmic with
cityworkers+high heeled boys
**I want pancakes boobies!
lament of homer simpson
Fall 2018 ..happybirthdayharmski..
OFF WITH HER HEAD
2 superplump squirrels stalk me Now sequestered with brown
spiders at edge of park Bitchy boy snarlmouth kicks soccer
ball at tiny sister with dots If that ball comes 1 inch closer I will
toss squirrel carcass at mother un-supervising you She of
snarlmouth too
Freddie Oversteegen petite girl assassin +saboteur Fought Nazis
from her bicycle said: I’ve shot them +seen them fall And what’s
inside such a moment? You want to help them get up She perhaps
singular in this love for humanity Not a sentiment one sees shared widely
Today much hatred afoot Powerful men with tiny puckered mouths One
a judge one the Prez And a base of deplorables who mock rape victims
teeth gnashing Tear a jewgirl from limb to limb With clockwork orange eyes
plied wide open we watch Donald despot +his mail order bride eat democracy
for breakfast While the last of the civilized wonder who will make animal sounds
when democracy dies?
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..Across the sea fat kings watched and were gleeful, that something
begun so well had now gone off the rails. The rabble cannot manage itself..
(Lincoln In The Bardo George Saunders 2017)

Fall 2018
THE BIG ALONE
I heard the loon call at 3 a.m. the laughing one
Bedlam Bellevue Witchcackle So much better
than gruntsqueals from next cabin
Shoveling drive 1965 Giant flakes blacksky
Snowsmell coldsmell Leaning on shovel Silencio
The bigalone Fearless at 5
Father on a bed of ice swollenface tubestoo Fear
creepsin throughveins He is stitched from ankle to
solarplexis Will he make it?
Twins boy+girl blondecurls Cannot place this memory
The last time father visited from his grave at Beth Tzedec
Gardens I called the fire department Later I read that the
dead often announce themselves with the smell of burning
toast
Too late for my date with Daddy He who loved birds of all kinds
When I told him that I had seen a colourful bird on the driveway
yellow turquoise +red he threw back his head If you knew him
you’d know the laugh He said: That was a budgie The one who got
away Remember there’s always free food in a cage
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Fall 2018 .. still waiting on the smell of burnt toast..
THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE
Bubba the bug-eyed christ child hands me shells
of turtle eggs +dead flowers Also wafers Tiny turtles
return to a place where the survival instinct of all living
creatures is born Oceanic soup of pre-verbal knowing
I am alive therefore I am A tentacle gilamonster +slick
curls around Bubba’s leg We are at the ocean’s edge deep
into Margheritas
You cannot tell people that every tool they need to survive
is buried deep inside or they won’t pay doctors trillions of bucks
for the next cure Listen up It’s okay to die It is a concept older
than we are Stars die every millisecond When did we become so
afraid?
When did we need snake oil + opiates of masses to anesthetize
When did we forget that beyond that mountain pass are azure skies
Where the dead lead peaceful lives playing Canasta and shaking their
heads Life will kill you then you’re dead
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Fall 2018
I’M JUST MAD ABOUT SAFFRON
A Tibetan monk in saffron robes cruising me Eyes
on mine so hungrily as he glides by His shoes ill
fitting boats yet I smile sweetly ’cause maybe he
will whisk me away across lake Ontario to Mexico
Where the Monarchs go for resurrection +my 72
yr. old bro has found a home
Dirt roads +donkeys outside his window And his
resurrection imminent Some say old age is a massacre
Don’t believe them grasshopper It is amazing grace
Enlightenment at gunpoint Mellow yellow
Tomorrow my 94 yr. old mum + I will protest Orange Hitler
+ his henchmen in Washington Her sign is being prepped+
primed: The supreme court is no place for pussies Brett!
And neither are one’s 90’s
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..We exist like unprovable ideas
until a man in a pith helmet
steps on you and yells Eureka or something ..
(Al Purdy + AAC)
Fall 2018
HANDS UP
if you know the difference between:
banishment
self-imposed exile
exile
+freedom
the young keep elders around for their wisdom:
silence speaks volumes
silence is golden
+freedom is likely overrated
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a rabbi once said: a man who has a thousand problems
is a lucky man because he is alive
Fall 2018 ..this train takes whores gamblers +survivors..
FREE SHOES AND CLUTCHING SAILORS
Is waiting for free Chuck Taylors at the bus stop
where a guy hangs them every 2 hrs. like fishing with
radar? Hunting with fast jeeps+assault rifles? You know
the answer because yesterday as you skulked around the
bus stop there he was
He placed a brandnew pair on a hook You looked fairly deeply
into each other’s eyes His smirked youwellheeledbitch as you
crept nearer to the free Chucks +read the card affixed: If you’re
brave enough to take ’em they’re yours A girl with purple hair
cruised close You taking those? Incisors spoke volumes as envy
ricocheted past left ear
You looked for the Candid Camera crew and felt for a moment the kind
of elation that came in the days when you weren’t so high maintenance
+men in BMW’s swarmed Blowing kisses +throwing money But these
days you love nothing better than a hard truth A dream wet with sailors
+a free pair of shoes
quipster
diva
coveter of free Chucks
not done with fabulous or sailors quite yet
Faustian pact of fashionista bitches everywhere
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September 2018 RIP Summer of The Gun The Orange Prez Pig (going down soon!) Free shoes John McCain

..nothing came between Bob+his Chucks..
OF ORANGE APES + OILED BUTTS BOTS
Fonteini Agrafioti head of Borealis AI received 80 million
from the Quebec government for research into artificial
intelligence While the health care system is so abysmal
that numberless cancer patients have received only partial
doses of chemotherapy
Ontario has plans too for robots to assist the aged due to
a shortage of funding for nurses +nurses aids Research has
shown that if robots have skin it is off putting for human interaction
While in Borneo humans set baby orang-utans free after periods
of re-training in captivity (mothers having been hacked into pieces
for their organs)
Humans on the other hand resist freedom after millennia of
servitude to kings despots religion of being herded into
submission by the nuclear family And for anyone who thought
self awareness +consciousness even zenmind appealing just
the right amount of suffering will turn off such desires permanently
Unlike baby apes who yearn to be free +will refuse food from
a robotic hand humans will take sustenance from any tom dick or
hairy And soon in our secular age be opiated in droves by mary jane
So which would you rather be? And hands up those who are looking
forward to being bathed by skinless robots when wizened +sage?
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*the biological imperative for keeping older adults around is for their
wisdom regardless of who is bathing them (Globe+Mail August 2018)

..the Kardashian bot..
End of Summer 2018
freedom’s just
freedom is an exotic idea and perhaps more fearsome
than devils known she said freedom’s just another word
for nothing left to lose he drawled And freedom tastes like
reality who said this? Who?
freedom tastes like reality bittersweet acrid drenched in
opposites fantasyland for old exiles +whores was freedom
ever freedom? truth ever truth? crime crime? probably when
pigs could fly it’s only freedom if u don’t get caught
final third spurs thoughts of gnawing off the foot caught in bear
trap even a dog can walk on 3 legs but can he walk on 2?
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Summer of the Pig 2018