WHITE

White wedding
Dress
Veil
Doves
Rice.


White chocolate
Coconut
Whipped cream icing
Ribbons
Balloons.

Soap
Bubbles
Robes
Wine
Towel-wrapped
Geese
Origami
Paper
Snowflake.

White
Face
Paint
Threads
Magic
Lies.

White Noise
White light
Mushroom clouds
Sand
White caps
Ivory
Moon.

Chalk
Lines
Crayoned
Plaster
White
Knuckled
Outlines.

Ghost
White mothballs
(Death’s perfume
sealed
in cellophane.)

Marco Polo

Marco Polo
is a new guest
he scurries around
the perimeter of the fish pond
foraging
for remnants of trout chow
trapped between the rocky crevices
sharpening his claws
on neighboring plants
and fruit trees
papaya, coconut
orange and
lychee
tumbling
now into a pitcher plant
another new arrival
from Borneo.

Poor Marco,
traveling to this oasis
took a lot out of him
he’s so thirsty to explore
he hasn’t read the warning signs
little does he know
who his host is
that the table is being prepared
for an exotic rat stew.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trWzDlRvv1M

Blind Faith

"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason and intellect has intended us to forego their use." - Galileo Galilei
"A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything." - Friedrich Nietzsche

Blind Faith

is
hoping
to catch one
fish for dinner
in a polluted
reservoir so you can
feed your scruffy family
of five, expecting that one fish
will multiply into plenty, plus
too, persuade them into thinking its God.

Consequences

We
all need
to face the
I-Told-You-So
the bouncing bad check
snorting white powder costs.
The medicated food chain
bloated size eighteen appetite
the rash rolling click of a blind mouse
trust placed in who packs our parachute.


**Etheree

Good Morning America!

Good Morning America

Good Morning Starbucks
Venti Me!
I’m going for the bypass tomorrow
I woke up today and
all my size twelve’s turned into four’s
and I can’t get the zipper UP
I may need EMS to resuscitate me
from this god dammed war
that’s killing all of our boys
and I’m asking MR. President
what is it all FOR?
I want OFF this rollercoaster
I want Opie and Andy
to call I LOVE LUCY
and tell her that
marrying RICKY is a big mistake
that Ethel is a cow and Fred is really a cereal killer.

Good Morning America
I need a ZEN moment
a place to exhale all the garbage
from my black lungs
coughed up in the trenches
of foreign wars
that I can’t afford
because my credit just went down the tubes
and needs a banker
a little gold to back me up
prevent my guts from being
blown up in the chopper
in a bombed out country
that hires kids as mercenaries
What the hell is it for
Mr. Senator?

Good Morning America!
Stop the bullshit
the crying
soap opera
raging
about the streets
of London
Don’t you see that
we are all in this together?
We need a plan
we need Mr. Spock
to beam down
and give us the logical
answer
before the Alien High Council
sends us to a frozen prison planet
because no one here is INNOCENT.

Good Morning America!
Let’s toast our Statue of Liberty
one last time before China
calls in her note.
Before the polar ice cap melts
the earth stops resettling and
before Voyager reaches its final destination.

Good Morning America
Today is the day
we resurrect GOD
meet those ancient aliens
who designed the giant stone monoliths
that litter the planet
like an ad for air travel.
Refrigerator magnets
to foreign collectors
from a far off galaxy
who will surely
look up in their ancient texts
calculating the odds
of contracting the human infection
inoculating the crew
for their close encounter of a shitty kind.

Good Morning America
Wake up!
We are being consumed by a sinkhole
a malfunction in the earth’s crust
sliding, suffocating
obsessed and arrogant
and our time is running out.
Pardon me
Excuse my partisan ass
Mr. Speaker but
America is pissed
off and we were wondering
when you people on Capitol Hill
will get up off your rich collective butts
and DO what you were elected for
which is to speak for the PEOPLE
because we are tired of swallowing
your sovereign AGENDA’s and we’re not going to finance them ANYMORE!

Geography Lesson

From the front of the class
I can see the chalk smudges
on the back of her dress.
Two white hand prints

cross her parallel shoulders
and a longitudinal eraser mark
stares at me from her angular derriere.
That’s what I’m thinking, when she asks me

to recite the exact latitude
and longitude of Honolulu, Hawaii
the correct answer being
21° 6' 35" N / 157° 31' 51" W

I grin back and as far as I can tell
the equivalent of that
has absolutely nothing to do
with the location

of the chalk marks on her dress
and relatively everything to do with
last night’s homework assignment.
So I do what any red-blooded kid would do

I grab my crotch
make a face and
I ask permission
to use the restroom.

Congress

Words pour from their mouths
like water from a faucet
making promises

until we need them.

Until we realize they’ve said
something they shouldn’t have.

Sealed with government approval
they caw, squawk and eat away at our resolve
taunting us
stabbing us over and over
with our own
deceit.

Their black beaks
daring us to
stop them and
see
before
they mushroom
into a dark cloud
before they grow bigger
and transform into something else.

Scavengers fixed to gorge on the placated
at the table of procrastination
and donkey white lies.