Thursday, April 21, 2011

WORLDWIDE HIPPIES SUBMISSION #5

It's hard to fall in love with a nectarine by Mikel K

"I hated every minute of training, but I said, "Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion."--Muhammad Ali

I was just talking to the male robin who lives in a nest by my front door, while he was pulling worms out of the grass in front of this abode. I ca ca'd, and clapped at him, and he just stared at me. He didn't fly off, until I walked off. A white butterfly fluttered in front of me, while I spoke to the robin, and I'm not even taking LSD.

The turtles' tank is finally clean. I keep calling a man about a job, but he doesn't answer. I remember how slow Monday nights used to be, when I was looking for something to do outside of my own creating. It seems that this paragraph needs another sentence, but I can't think of one.

It's the end of a beautiful day. I took the top off of the turtles' tank around ten this morning, and I didn't finish cleaning the thank until nine pm. I have never seen such procrastination. In between the start, and the finish, of the chore, I cleaned The Love Porch, wrote some great poems, ate, farted, brushed my teeth, and flossed.

Like I said, I called a man about a job. What I really seek, though, is a job as A Poet; do you know anyone who is hiring?

I'm starting to think that I suck as A Poet, because I write all This Poetry, and no one pays me for it, not to mention doesn't pay much attention to it. I mean what the fuck am I doing? I need to grow up, and get A Real Job.

It's beautiful to have a dream, but you can't eat it. Groceries are low, here at the abode, as usual. I think I need to sell out, but I'm not sure how.

‎"Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse?"--Bruce Springsteen

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I'll wait here forever, if I can

I'll wait her forever, if I can.
I'll stand right here until you come to me.
I need a love that won't run from me.
I'll wait right here forever, if I can.

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Awake again, looking for a friend

Awake again, looking for a friend
who won't run from me because
she is sick of going undercover from her lovers.
Oh brother, here I go paying the price
for what that man did, again.

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Me, I had a heart attack down by Thoreau's Pond

People standing in line
waiting for a good time
patting each other on the back
that they have gotten off the beaten track.

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Imagine That

Some sell high,
and some sell low.
Some stay home,
some got nowhere to go.

In my heart of hearts
there is only you,
but I will probably
not meet you tonight,
or any night soon.

In fact you might be
a figment of my imagination.

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Honey Please

The things that I remember
are things that I can't forget
I'd like to talk them over
with you love; are the kids in bed yet?

I'd like to discuss humiliation,
and hatred, peace, and love,
I've worn them all on one hand,
and I've worn them under glove.

Would it be easier to get down on our knees
than to keep on living to fulfill our dreams?

I will cut the lawn and hallucinate that I am
what I'm not. It's easier to play pretend,
than to stay out all night. I've always hated
bagging the dead grass, and raking the leaves.
You asked me why I rent?

Honey Please.

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