charity and good

i found a note in the bottom of a can.
thank dog i had my shovel.
a muse'd.

it read...plus or minus...

where did we meet?
by tippy's default,[thInking]
all those numbered streets...
we had one.

i new you and you new me.
not know. or now,
but then.

i fell asleep for just a minute
and there you were.
again. [thInking]
a night of mirror balls.

i read your pictures
they said "TRY ANGLE" [thInking]
it worked.

my exercise
is also yours.
see you there
at the gym.

nazium
craze ium?

convertible
trees hugging a house
style of a snapshot
poems to have [thAnking]

lived buy.
three eyes and an a.

the things i learned last weekend

-i learned that "chicken dust" is making people crazy....and i believe it. now, when something happens to you that IS crazy, you can say, "man, that's chicken dust!", or quite simply, "CHICKEN DUST!". perhaps even, whilst conversing with a friend that says something chicken dust'ish, you can ask them if they have been snorting chicken dust. i like it.

-i learned that cats come in ALL sizes. i have been around many large cats, and even owned the largest i have ever seen....but to see a freakishly small cat is a bit odd. i mean, a mostly adult cat that small...really? i am tellin ya...it is a chicken dust thing to see!

-i learned that when talking about really expensive shampoo, you must interject a 'fucking' inbetween syllables. (sham-fucking-poo). it works well, and is pertinent to acheiving the proper level of emphasis on the out-fucking-rageousness of the price.

-i learned that when a under-aged, large, speech-impediment-talking, religious-poem-carrying, recently-released-from-a-detention-center, wife-hittin-on dude walks into a nice cheers-like bar....people start talking.

-i learned that people really like to open up around me....and if my company sits next to me then it happens to them instead. chicken dust..i know!

-i learned that the last time you saw her, she wanted to crush your face with a bottle, and now, after thinking about it for 19 years, she likes you, but wants to smash your florist's face with her fist. now that, my friends, is chicken-fucking-dust!

yup, it was that kind of weekend.....and i loved every second of it!

alpha's young

it began when life granted a wish...
the alpha's wish.
it was to you...
for you...
and it was good.

growth...
experience...
the 'life'...
and periodic bouts of allergenic love.
never too far from home,
but sometimes...temporarily.
always returning
from where you came.

but now your time has come,
to go back to the alpha.
she will want you there...
when life grants her...
her next wish.

to you.
for you.
and because of you.

the alpha gave you life...
love...
and strength.
and you...dear one,
are the reason...
the reason she loves...
the reason she dreams of tomorrow...
and the reason she will win.

am, an, & i

i am quite sure
that posession of such beauty
is warranted only
by divine selection.

a stirred color
of perfectly chosen proportion.
heaven's hue,
never duplicated.

features found
in pharaohs' toombs
and grace of spirit
of elders' love gone.

nothing more than what it is
will suffice
just to feel it
through the wire.