Daddy Dinosaur Dick

11/22/94 So- So I’ll be hornswaggled here we go again. Time to immortalize and magnify all of my mundane activities and observations. Only this time puh-leeeeeze spare us the drolleries RAWN. Would you like to help the homeless today? Would you like to help the homeless today? Would you like to help the homeless today? …

Stinky Feet Pajamas

He just hung his head out of his cupboard and rested his chin on the heal of his right hand as he held his right elbow in his left hand, and sighed the resigned sigh of the contented dead as he looked down on his life.His mind was cracked wide open and doors were constantly …

Exasperated Expectations

a trail of ants leads out of my head as i smoke a cigarette out of a wound in my knee in my swiss cheese house. bullets rip through my rib cage like a laughing river of molten lead as my soul cries on the hood of my car. prickly warm moisture oozes out of …

My old high school friend, Douglas Robertson:

“This is not anger,its RIGHTEOUSNESS!”-Douglas Robertson When I was in high school, 1980, in the 10th grade, I met this senior student in art class. This guy was definitely an odd bird, a unique individual. Actually I’m not sure he even belonged in public school because he was a schizophrenic. Maybe they had determined it …

The Artist Has To Create himself

8/12/91Nobody can be my best friend. They may come in second- but I am my own best friend and if I can’t get along with myself I can’t get along with any body.Wed. Aug. 13, 1991Hello and Good Day. Its 11:48 AM by the old clock on my desk and I have but a little …

See You on the Rosey Edge of Dawn

Every time you puff a cigarette the vulture looks at you.“I’m so hungry I could eat a cow!”, said the bull.“Oh goody!” sez the Devil every time a sinner kicks the old well dented bucket.IDEA: Men’s shorts with genital pattern prints on them.IDEA: ventriloquist throwing his farts into other people’s asses. I came home from …

The Pink Bird

When I was- I’d say I was 9, I found a baby bird under the Giant Redwood tree in our backyard. A disgusting, helpless little thing, blindly looking up with it’s huge, bulbous eyes, the lids of which didn’t even have cracks in them as it constantly gulped with it’s grotesquely wide and over sized …

CRIPPLE DANCE

11/22/94“Here I am all you slap happy butt fuckers! I’m drunkerna cock suckin’ chimpanzee and happy to be intimate with a stationary piece of paper made from a manic depressive tree’s corpse.Well, lets party, or should I say, ‘partake’, of life’s stupid joke of joy- joy is just a way of making fun of everything- …

The Hope of Despair

“Several persons have died during the last year who never died before!”, declared the newspaper headline of the tacky colored Sunday edition which sat on the depressingly littered table by the small window which afforded a panoramic view of a large brick wall opposite. The telephone was ringing insistently as the tired looking man sitting …

Playing with Shadows

Sunday, Oct 11, 1991“Exhibitionist Society” Conspicuous Consumption and the Entertainment Industry.Watch or be watched or be watched watching! NOW ITS TIME FOR POETRY CORNER: Oh, that I were dead!I want a skinny girlwith no tits.In this world of deathand alienationWomen must be breastless!Vaginas are OKWe still need a hole to hide in.Sweep me away like …