poetry
by littlefallsmets
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parried moppings
supertragic expeditious funky halitosis even though the smell of it can lead to holy gnosis building up in weeping nodes of psychic scoliosis supertragic expeditious funky halitosis
haiku
i wonder if you dream of me, as I dream of you, in the summer
elegy for the guilty
those cops just threw him in the river the rocks were what bashed out his brain and you can’t press a charge on a river that would be wholesale insane they’re all just ...
silence
silence is golden and I’m goddamned near broke silence is golden it’s soft and it’s rarer than hen’s teeth in a vegan restaurant it’s precious and lusted after hoarded and often stolen when no...
the plan
you have to save everyone. if you can’t save everyone, save as many as you can. if you can’t save anyone, save yourself for later. if you can’t save yourself, at least save ...
ludwig von drake
all you gotta do is change your name to be a pop star or a rock star or a rap star all you gotta do is paint your face like someone else hide the fact you were born super rich or claim yo...
on the birthday of the Grimace
my working theory on The Grimace is since he was originally a shake stealing villain with four arms but is now Ronald’s mentally dim sidekick the Grimace’s brains are distributed throughout th...
the little falls stewart's, june 1989
we made our own make-my-own sundaes on perhaps ten thousand occasions over the breadth of my Adirondack childhood great heaping glops of caramel sauce even though we said “carmel sa...
violet ultra violet
at the very edge of what is seen violet churns, some soft machine of indigo-glow and purpled gleam beyond it, seen only by the bees those ultraviolet codes in trees bu...
being there
there’s not much point running from you are no way you’ll get far not by fame or by feet not by drugs or by car there’s not much point because wherever you might ever stop running that...
Tzar and Tzimmerman
Bob Dylan never lived in the Empire State Building but back when he was known as King Zim, he did climb it while carrying Joan Baez in one giant meaty hairy hand and scaling the side of t...
the devil is a gun
oh dull preacher-man you don’t have to tell this fella bout hell a place that eats men and shits out murder I’ve known that place since I was quite young it’s where my dad worked i...
pocket litany
were I here to judge I would’ve been born with a pounding gavel and a white powdered wig instead I was born with ears and hands and a mouth that’s too big over these many years I’ve co...
friday's to-do list
1.) drop off uncle’s bike at the town pornographer for start-of-spring repairs (the town pornographer is also the town bicycle mechanic. small towns gotta double up.) 2.) order (on-line) ti...
haiku - "wor(l)ds, wor(l)ds, wor(l)ds"
fill me up with wor(l)ds with meanings and perspectives make me multitudes
lunch break poem #2 - "february 3rd, 2023"
if I’m sent to Hell but only for a little while I hope these negative-windchill Adirondack freeze-out disaster days will at least count as time served toward my sentence
liminal tea
i am the leaves that crunch beneath my feet or at least I was or at least I will be i came from the earth below the leafy crunch and i’ll be going back someday i came from the gray sky a...
achilles, in his tent
patience is a virtue indecision is a vice to always know the difference wouldn’t it be nice
step, one two (lunch-break poem #1)
self-pity like whiskey for a dry-drunk if I allow myself one shot it won’t just be one shot like potato chips which I shouldn’t have either I can’t eat just one once I ...
autograph hounded
I want to get a baseball autographed by Paul Giamatti because his father was once the Commissioner of Major League Baseball then turn around and get the same ball autographed...
wrestling with shadows
back in the Negro Leagues in the Twenties and Thirties this was way before aerobics this was way before Jane Fonda they’d warm up by playing ball without any equipment at all with bats that weren...
let's play
there is organized semi-pro baseball up near the Arctic Circle in Alaska a summer college league in that briefest of summers they get and there’s a doubleheader there on the one day of endless su...
left to (tinker to evers to) chance
baseball is only boring if the only way you can ever enjoy it is in anticipation of a championship in the majors, there are like thirty teams and by the time you read this, there’ll be fifty-seve...
your lucky day
he bought his lotto tickets there sometimes because he thought the place was lucky he thought that it was lucky sometimes because it was quite near where the one he felt had got away gr...
garde l'eau
form a line and line the forms it’s summertime, the sky is warm where’s the harm, don’t mind the storm the weather’s fine as long as you ignore those falling dogs and cats fi...
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.