We didn’t know what The Ocuometer did
But its loud clanking and banging every 45 minutes
Suggested something important so we kept it
We didn’t know what The Ocuometer did
But its loud clanking and banging every 45 minutes
Suggested something important so we kept it
Pout pout
Damned hot
Lady Macbeth
Fudging her lines
The audience
Invents a scenario
For the mouth of Horatio
Peppers and more spring earth and heaven
Upon us
Now not the line but play
The mind wanders
With the last swallow
Of the six-pack
The knickknack
Eyed him reproachfully
Bubbles buzzed
And popped
Time stopped
Between he and it
Then he threw a mammoth fit
And the knickknack
He did stick
God knows where
As he searched languidly
For
On the all day hangover
Staring into the
Mirror
Ralph saw
Reality shimmer
Then splash
Like water
About
His vestments
Poking a
Curious finger in
He felt an
Immediate
Scintillant surge
Ralph’s finger would
Inherit a kingdom there
And rule for forty years
But here just Ralph
Missing a digit
Eaten by gator
Her spirit detailed
Her life on this side
And the other
While drunk on ambrosia
And puffing a cloud
Of angel chair stuffing
She wrote it on a
Napkin
Which wiped the mouth
Of a fat man
Then disposed of
In a closed bin
He wedged his
Hand in
And it looked
Like a password
And an address
With a mess of
Pasta sauce
The spicy and
Pungent
Meal was done
He dug in
Yes this was
The one
Purring to draw you
In
The black cat whose
Eyes capture
The beguiling pattern
And four paws that pause
Before making a streak
Of this feline
Disappearing
About her neck
Had been plucked
From the skull
Of an empress
Disturbing her sleep
Of ages
She’d once kept
Entire villages in cages
So when it glimmered
And pulsed with runic
Hue she’d remove it
Fearing its malefic power
One day she misplaced
It and a giant rat in
Her apartment appeared
Wearing it but it didn’t faze
Her, he could only dodge
Her broom a tiny bit better
The wig you wore
Was it for adventure
Or were you on the
Lam
The twisted curls
And tawdry
Color
I made a note
That you were eating
Clams
The ketchup runny
The alley
Cold case connie
Feels funny
The vagrant heard nothing
Out of the alley ordinary