poetry
by littlefallsmets
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nov 9
In a world where student loans exist, how could we possibly be afraid of ghosts? We are all daily harassed by strangers from the other side of the world because of a decision we made at 17, ...
conditional love
Have you ever noticed how if the names of many skin conditions weren’t the names of skin conditions they’d be exotically beautiful names for woman performers? Like pop stars or strippers? ...
oct 14
If you don’t actually know her, please, give her the respect of calling her “Pajama Harvey”. Nicknames are for friends. Still don’t know why they haven’t tried a “Sabrina The Middle-Aged...
beatification
life will beat you into sainthood if you live long enough life will rain down the brick fists over and over and over again purpling your flesh loosening your teeth blinding you with bloo...
knowledge
knowledge isn’t power knowledge is the opposite of power knowledge is the antidote to power power is everything ugly and ignorant about being a human being knowledge isn’t power knowled...
new boss same as the old boss
Jesus Christ paid the price for telling people to be nice He was killed off by powerful men His current fans would all call friend would all call boss would all call “God” I’m sure old Chri...
two cups of coffee
I’ve run outta vitamins and I’ve run outta weed and all the rest of the pills that some doctors prescribed can’t gimmie half of what I actually need two cups of coffee and a fistfu...
annual perennial
(poetry contest entry for Dolgeville’s silver-anniversary of its violet festival) silver bells chime out the summer-time blooming across the ruddy-dusky skies as if Christmas bulbs strung up on h...
blessings
I hope you die I hope you die ugly I hope you die fat and ugly I hope you die fat and ugly and old I hope you die old I hope you die having accomplished so many things having touched so ...
john henry blues
a long time gone ago john henry was a man a long gone time ago he was a steel-driving man but now don’t misunderstand don’t let your senses leave he was ...
march 18
John Jacob Barbenheimerschmidt, that name is my name too, whenever I go out, the people all will shout “THERE GOES JOHN JACOB BARBENHEIMERSCHMIDT, NA NA NA NA NA NA NA!” If a poorly-formed er...
meaningless distinctions
it is my generation’s remit to figure out how to piss on irony’s grave, but you know in a kind of a loving way? it made us feel so clever it made us feel so smart it ...
lemon-yellow danube
you can’t tell the moon from the street-lights in the north countries up here at the edge of anywhere up here on a frozen winter’s eve not with those fogged eyeglasses ...
keep pushing
I’m tired you’re tired he’s tired she’s tired they’re tired we’re tired in fact, to tell the truth I am fucking exhausted and if you’d tell the truth you’re exhausted too ke...
the fault in our scars
If you want to know why you’re always hit on the most and the weirdest and the worst outside of the local gas stations it’s because the gas stations profit from being ...
snippet
if it weren’t for all my sacrilege I would have no rilege at all and if I had me a good slingshot there’d be one less Policeman’s Ball because I may be kind of tall but I cheer a Golia...
never quite escaping
i find myself perpetually stalked by this doughy gruesome monster following me everywhere day and night all hours and all seasons but he is nothing if not a veritably wily grotesque I’...
oct 30
A parody of LL Cool J’s “Mama Said Knock You Out” about Conan the Barbarian starting with the line “Don’t call it a Crom back / I’ve no tongue for prayers”. Sometimes the ancient gods would h...
somebody once
now that the guy from Smashmouth has sadly shuffled this mortal coil I wonder who gets custody of Guy Fieri? is it Nickelback? do you think that it’s Nickelback? Scott Cr...
rubbing it in
Is there any grosser name for a cosmetic than “body butter”? It’s basically one shade less gross than “foot sauce”. QVC will be hawking “skin juice” any day now. Bath and Body Works selli...
down to our last
we don’t need anymore gods or goddesses of war or violence or victory those things are done they’re out of style they’ve ruined too much of this place we don’t need gods of comm...
submitted for your approval
sometimes I wonder if someone maybe myself maybe someone else some tail-end Generation X-er if one of us were granted a wish we didn’t know it but we got a wish and not knowing the power we he...
electric dreams
every science-fiction thing seems to push the idea that we need to be afraid of the robots taking over terminator movies - robots taking over matrix movies - robots taking over...
unlike a virgin
I wonder if Madonna manages to keep up her legendarily-terrible fake British accent even in the middle of coitus “oh, oh, call me Mummy, call me your Mummy, guv’nah!” “yes, ye...
jefferson hill and back
I walk a little blind dog for about a block and a half the one way then the same back and he pisses just about every five yards or so he marks his territory he doesn’t know that the...
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.