Tuesday, January 26, 2016

time travelling

the bean soup was made
with jambalaya stock, hambone
from christmas, honey baked.
mexican cornbread, dad's recipe, modified.

last night's eighty dollar dinner, trendy locavoresque,
peopled with spectacled diners in suits, you in purple tie
against my shiny gray cardigan and boheme skirt
was no better than what we cooked up between us.

now you're on the phone, with your pretentious tone
all enunciated educated southern gent talking grants
how to make them  happen, leadership changes means everything
it's an open game now. oh yeah, keeping up with the times.

who is this dr x and why isn't he a professor. mela matters
because of the tenure issues but no one is looking out
for the students. that's why they like this doc. gotta deal
with the time stamps as they come. ad. min. istration.

:****


too busy for a family, what tonsure in a spec of dirt.
he's a spec of dirt.eye inflamed. blinded by filth.


live blogging a contender's nterview on tonightly.
helping people with glaucoma touting gov. staying out of your life
but he is definitely anti choice i tell me honey. keeping it 100
worrying about the biggest dick besides the leader who no one wants

and whose name shall not mentioned in this blog , hopefully
a footnote in a transitional country. put a little hat on hitler,
tame that crazy hair. let's lookit that future, all burnt offerings
and cut rate selloffs of non existent condominiums on the rising

seas of paradisical shores. which drink do you accept- tea
from a russian dictator or the coffee from a serial rapist?
dignity can be reified, but love is for never. twenty six
inches of snow and the heart still beats, warm netflix, chill.

spectacle of of turning blue, three percenters in a race
already over . the kind of confidence found in
  wrong reasons crossed with obscenities dumped
on preschoolers. poor taste less than exploitation.

you  might as well have lit this money on fire
or bought dividends on seems to be the one
crisis symbols. mom was no help. the fight
continues. it's not your critique rolling my eyes.





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