the water will not wait,

the water will not wait,

I could not grasp it

the long road gets narrow, gets narrow

the long road gets narrow, gets narrow gets narrow

the long road gets narrow, gets narrow gets narrow

A greedy child with an impossible list,

Santa Claus holds his head over his desk.

His eyes are worn and there are crevices in his face;

wrinkles wrap around his forehead.

He's almost appalled and he fights disgust,

a tear escapes from one of his eyes.

It's all Me, Me, Me, these days, he sighs.

Come to bed, says Mrs. Claus.

He looks at his Egg Nog with pensive eyes,

then over to his loving wife.

albatross

i wrote your name

on wounded sand

broken sea shells

with cigarette butts

i challenged the sea

and it slapped me

and my skin returned to ice

Live on Halloween, at the West Hollywood Carnaval in front of 500k Screaming imbeciles, each cooler than the other, The One, The Only...N' Famous Child Eatr!

Yo! Huh

You never know, huh?

Your favorite show's 

been canceled!

They call it the Whopper

They always raisin' their prices

like, What?

Turn my mic up, yo!

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Let's go eat Children!

uh!

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Let's go eat Children!

uh!

Yo, I know what you thinkin'

that to get from there to here you gotta go there

But you gonna get got!

(N' famous Child Eatr, y'all)

And if you slippin'

then you stumblin'

rocks tumblin'

And you gots to know!

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Let's go eat Children!

uh!

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Let's go eat Children!

Let me here you now

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Let your hands go if you know what I know

Cause I eats Children!

uh!

Merry Christmas, everybody!

Thank You!

i had a wonderful salad for lunch today, topped with chicken, walnuts, strawberries, blackberries, oranges, pineapples, and poppy-sauce dressing.  I'm going to start eating more salads.  If I keep this up, I'm going to change my blog names to "Clearly, Now" "The Rain" "Is Gone"

if i make it through tonight im going to never drink again

Titanic

it's going to chill you

im going to eat your bones

dip 'em in ranch

--ew!  that's gross

the calm collective

waters of the sea

the fishes and dolphins

smiling, fish feel no pain--

eat their bones!

i look at the bottle

like my dog looks at me while i eat

the tilting of your head

that silent hopeful plea

Mickey

fuck this bullshit, 

Let's write!

Get up!

You bum

My heart like an inflated ballon

Then water and half of it

crushes the weight

and lets the children slip by

I'm Peter Pan, Man

I may be Batman!

In an imaginary world

we may be friends

the rather side jumps

pops up like a water bed

then like the unappetizing decision

of a miser king

who may be forthright

for as long as a fortnight

from his clown

who called it as he stayed up and wrote 

 late nights

sit on them letters and make them bigger

he said pondering upon his muse

Sometimes when I'm walking,

I hope I have a heart attack,

and--if it don't hurt--

I know'll go out in style.

If not, I'll be like

Mama!

Maybe God keeps me alive.

And sometimes, at nights

when it's dim and lonely

and the room is dreary and restless,

I like to scratch my balls when they itch.

It keeps me alive.

I feel like a king afterwards,

when he usurped a young man's wife.

In my tower, sullen

with purple wine

dripping out of my lips and contempt

iceberg, straight ahead!

As long as my heart pumps,

Shit, I'm a Liberal Man--

Let her pump any way she wants to.

My heart thanks you, barkeep.

My intestines thank you,

My Liver, My Mother!

Hope you enjoy it,

I just gave you two shots for one.

-No, one for two; I just threw the other one up.  It was what I wanted.

-TMI, dude.

-I thought you're used to that kind of romantic talk from your patrons.  Anyway, now I can drink.  

Now my soul is a fluttering bird!

I wish we could argue forever

"Look, my friend gave this to me."
"You friend?  What was he, a Guy?"

Then you gave me a sharp look as I bit my fist.  It was cute.

nice dream

good to see your face again.
I don't know why we were arguing in the back seat of a car though

some nights I have to leave my grooooove
I have to pee and I run back
and I don't know if I'm hot or cold
but shivvveringgg

thank goodness for my grrroooovve
let goodness be gracious,
Scram! Dogs!  Daddy's shivering.
Ok, just skooch over.
Hurry up!

Non-confrontational

it is quite cold here tonight

when my detox fan is on

I am...

I guess, cold

although I would like not to

be cold but to be 

warm

warm,

not chills 

but warm

Although, 

I like it when I'm cold

and run into bed

it is warm

The groove I made

is good

thank goodness for

The groove

the waaaaaaarm

groove

and my chiiiiiiilllllss

and sweats

And shhhhhakkkkes

I like it when I close my eyes
and sleep for moments
before my heart stops
or pounds
and I awake

I like to think about sex
it keeps my mind occupied

seeeeexxxx!
niiiight!
faaannnn!
hooootttt!

Lol, "bane" what an Id!

also, bane, can you get me some tums?

She doesn't even deserve my poetry, what she deserves is, uh-uh

yea, here we go
yo 2 the beat of
the rumpled still skin
like crumpled mats
and Persian rugs
she lays like the rug burns
on her raptured ass

bitch, I know when you laying
you ain't really laying
but being layed out

and that's old like old news
not old like old skool
like you ain't cool but read it in a book
master
and margarita sucks my ass

and look here, see
 that ain't heresy
and yo mama know,
that you ain't no maiden
--man, you better believe she ain't no maiden

and her papa knows, but he can't ever let know
yo--ya, feel me?
Bitch has gotta go and get schooled
by her Professor Teachers

there aren't even people behind me, are there?
I'm alone in bed with my demons

there's two private investigators behind my bed, and two by the door

One of them them could get me an Irish coffee
and the other a smoke shag

My dog pissed on my bed.

She must be mad at me for something.

Yea, well, two can play at that game.

C'mere!

Girl, you better come here.

I made her sit down and I sat opposite her.

I grabbed her bowl of food and ate it

in front of her with my hands.

Now you have no food.

if i can't outwit him

i'll throw my shoe at him

We should play cat's cradle

we should play tic-tac-toe

we should suck each other's faces

and love and breathe

until we fall asleep

i shall kiss your shoulders

and wipe you off if we must

and at nights if the wind breathes

i shall embrace you with all my might

you are my babe, after all

Some nights I close my eyes 

and see maggots,  bugs crawling

slow and green

i shake with a stillness in my chest

and rise and i happen to see you

In my mind and the lights dim from the ceiling

i remember you

it hurts to remember your love

the bed is absent

the night is young and dark

and endless

How can I possibly be honest with you?

What is it that I want from you?

Your skin is like home to me

Your breath is like my breath

--I need it to breathe.

I need a cigarette when I'm with you, woman

like the whims of the restless air,

Your are my bird

And I am yours even with a broken wing

-- You make me rise.

Sex. Now!

Okay, Slap!

Sure, I'll cuddle with you, baby

nice little breasts on my face like

dew in the morning

like the crisp tender air

then the soft chill of my bones shaking

---I'm with my Woman! 

Ok, i'll keep a distance if you want me to...but still! heart! heart everywhere!

Sirunes?

Was that you?

Do you know what it means when a big piece of organ drops flat in your hands?

Cause that was my heart that just dropped in your palms.

All bloody and probably smelly.

Let's get naked, Lover!

No not to mention...

Woman, come back on my sexing thing right now

I'm going to bite you in the face

and as such, you are going to slap me....

then im going try to bite you again

I think it was either Ralph Lauren or Hugo Boss

Why, cause I don't talk politics?
Political  people are the most boring in the history of the world.
Not to mention Economists.  No not mention.  Fuck Economists!

Who the hell do you think you are, being so coy?

Woman, I kept your perfume for a year, smelling you every day!
What'd you do, get married or something?

- Can't we just OD on NyQuil?

- Pssh, I wish.  Herion, man.  You picked the wrong things to get addicted to. That shit would kill us while we smiled.

- Can we still have sex with lots of beautiful women who feed us grapes and olives?

- Sure!  In heaven, that's all we do.

- And pickled peppers and tomatoes?

- Of course.

- Will I have to go to hell first?

- Yea, but only for a while.  And all you do is watch porn and your girlfriend getting fucked.
- I like to sex them.  I'm going to sex them all!
- Just say when.

I was jerking off

It was great.  I had a half-hour storyline going; I made a face out of three different women I knew. Then, all of a sudden, I realized I forgot to send in my jury duty summons.  It was the worst.

Make a wish - an eatkhash original

I have nightmares where I wake up and there's this Man trying to steal my pants through my window, and I'm struggling to hold on to a pant leg, and I keep pleading with him, "What am I going to wear to work tomorrow?  This is the only one that fits--I used to work out, you know?"

But I also keep insulting him and saying I hope your mother takes a trip to Somalia and your sister was in Iraq.

At nights he's still drunk.

Drunk, (comma) then Batman!

I just got the greatest idea

Babe, can you tell?
Yep!
Drunk Batman!

who are you to call me a drunk, during work! This is just a dayjob.

At nights I'm Batman.

i made a portrait of you with some tree branches and a bush, sorry about the dogs

goodnight, baby

sleep with me, at least here

that's all i ask

When I see people looking at me
I imagine what they might see
then I realize what they probably see.

We got no one line
that clings us together--
prolly cause we'd be crying and embracing each other
instead of going out and making that sweet sweet

Love?  We got no love.
People have taken it
and it's in their room

I want to possess her

i want to sign a contract that gives me the right to all the pores of her brain

I want to turn her into a plastic bottle

where I can pour water (and some whiskey) in it and drink it!

What's it matter?  I'm going to be on a hospital bed the time I'm 30, trying to hit on nurses.

-Really?  No guys at all?
-Well, you're like the Statue of Liberty.
- Yes.
- You're that building in Dubai.
-Yes, yes!  You know what, I agree with you, babe.  Especially those two things you said.
- You're the Big Bopper.

You don't want to come back? Fine, I'll just invent you

-You're going to miss me when I'm gone.
-I miss you already.
-Aw! Babe!  You came back!

Artists, they speak of our grief and make money,
refusing to be ordinary--
cigarette boxes, they're laughing at us

Good morning, babe.

It might be night where you are.

Well, I hope you ate.

You've been looking like a bird lately.

I've been watching you.

That's me in that brush.

I hope your finances are in order,

and that your parents are well

and your health, as well.

Okay, good night, I guess.

Gotta go to work.

Maybe it's a different time zone--
Wake up!
An artist just told you to wake up,
Woman.  Ow!
My side hurts.

Go to sleep, baby.
I'll kiss you while you're asleep.

Always just sex

What she do, fall off the face of the planet?

She's having sex.
That's what she's doing, she's having sex.
That's what they all do.
Everyone's always having sex.

Sex here, sex there
sex left, sex right!
Just sex.

I basically tore her heart apart.

I have to give her mine for the rest of my life.

It's only fair.

You're the reason

I stop listening when people talk

falling off the cliff

nice little bow

on

the

package

............................

Even in my dreams I have to hide behind something--

I'm never at ease.

Can't I just openly embrace air?

But living would be like flying,

and that is just a dream.

-Who we hittin?

-Goes by the name, "Mickey Rooky."

-What he do, fuck up the count?

-No, worse.  Beat our boy in chess.  Guy's real sensitive about that shit.

I was like,

Vi, yes ko inch nem asel!

cocksucker lowered my rating.  I'm going to put a hit out on him.

everyday is groundhog day

A Gentleman.

I remember one summer,
I was comissioned to work on the Spanish coast,
near the sandy, sultry, beach.

Early morning, I'd like to take a walk to sea,
women--scant clad, together and giggly--
proferred me a chance for a foto shoot.
There was no one around;
we were free in the water.

Later that morning,
I would attend to my work.
A sexy, sultry, repressed woman of the in-lands--
her rigid husband brought her in to diagnosis a fever,
but not animal spirit.

She had manipulated the wave of information to him,
like misinformation:
She was desperate.

Her cunt I saw drooped like Bell's Palsy.

Atrophy!  I thought.

I knew she wanted me to tell her husband leave.
She heard about me, I presume.

The rest I shall not share.


- A Gentleman.

-So that's the guy you're with?
-You have to leave.
-Wearing bicycle shorts?
-Leave now.
-You can see his ramrod!
-Please go away.
-Blond hair, glasses--that's Jurgen Klopp!
-Oh, why are you doing this to me?
-Sure! He can coach a team, but he can coach a team!
-(JK) Hello lover, are you going to introduce me to your friend?
-Will you move over, Jurgen Klopp?  You're stepping on my dick!

I wanna give you health insurance, baby!

You think it's right for me to live this way, baby?  Hmm?   A man of my stature, living out in a tree?
Watching shadows of you behind the curtain.
One time I fell off.
I tried to climb back up but my shoulder was sore.
You think that's funny?  Hmm? 

Scope

(husband and wife, morningtime, standing over a bathroom sink)

-(woman) I can't gurgle too well at all!
-(man) There goes your porn career.

I was working at a supermarket deli.  I had it wrapped in a newspaper.

I opened the paper and showed her.

She feigned disgust, then smiled.

-If I pet it, will it purr?

-Like a Ferrari.

-What about a cat?

-No, a ferrari.

-Then I don't want it.  I want it to purr like a cat.

-It's not a cat; it's a goddamn Ferrari.

-Whats up?

-What?

-Some of our friends said you were still a prizefighter.

-I still prize with the fights.

-We have a job for you.

-Hey!  All right!

-You have to fall on your face right now.

-Now?

-Like, "Right Now!"

-(falling)Okay....

____the ground

...

In the mountains,
the treacherous mountains,
pristine and befallen by snow;

where the Lord of the Rings crew
made their trek to Morador.

In the mountains,
my glorious mountains.

                        - Jim Poetry

It flies against the tide

of molecules and air,

attracted to the light

but not buzzing.

floating,

against the waves

My head droops low,

passive and dumbfounded

eyes hang hesitant,

floating,

floating free 

as another being,

I snap it

with the clap of my hand,

crush its spirit and its wings.

...

 barkeep can spot it,

the movement of my eyes,

head tilting with the bottle,

that silent hopeful plea

entropy

she gets her nails done
when she saves her allowance
or has time

she wears a fur-type coat
but when she walks across a room
it breaks my heart

she bites her nails perpetually
if she loses one
she sits in front of the TV
for hours, drifting
and jumping out of sleep

She gets irritated
when I tell her to go to bed.