Monthly Archives: June 2012


One never laughs without a reason…                            … for laughter is its own reason.

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Few children willingly accept the new yoke of responsibility

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Questions


When you get to the end   You will discover that you   Already knew the answer

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Haiku Koo-Koo 2012 (11)


Tiny spider web Woven within chain-link fence With links of its own   This yellow fellow Bold-stripes and red goggle-eyes A flower’s corsage   A sudden pulling Flower funnel, brightly-striped Draws with its beauty   Spinning whirligig Flashing wet in … Continue reading

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Julio and Romiette


Julio, O Julio… Wherefore canst thou be?   Here I am, fair Romiette… A-hiding up this tree   Julio, I ask of thee… Pray, tell me why you hide?   Romiette, I love thee so… Let us try suicide!   … Continue reading

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Go


Go Opposite of stay Leave Make a getaway   Going Nothing left to say Leaving Making your own way   Gone Come again some day Left Made the bastards pay

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Imbalance


Dealt Unfairly Beyond any doubt   Proud demanding With self-righteous clout   Feel entitled ‘Cause you go without   More deserving ‘Cause you dare to shout   Fair misfortunes Should all balance out   Yet defeated Along such a route … Continue reading

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Lost In Real Time


Daddy don’t always know best   Your momma’s not a saint   Don’t know yet just who you are   You just know who you ain’t

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Remember Red


“Remember Red” was what she said Right before she dropped off, dead   Why that color?  Why that hue? What were we supposed to do?   Proper nouns cannot be heard Though they be one’s dying word   Later on … Continue reading

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