King of Prussia

Once in King of Prussia, I was falsely accused Of mutilating my Paw with hammerhead cartilage So I hitched a ride across the teal Philly harbor   I spent all my nickels at Stuckey’s but out of The dew rolled a pseudo-Dodson handmade of wood Driven by prepubescent twins with personal sniggers   Accompanied by vermilion atop the horizon A family of three siblings they once had been Until their half-brother suffered a fatal...

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The Cyborg Life

You spend nineteen hours daily in awe of my mechanical majesty My radiant robot face beaming light upon your spectacles I fulfill your every desire, all information that you seek Give a command and I’m there, though I admit an occasional glitch Still I beg for some reciprocation—could you cleanse my robot face? And the parts of me I use to talk can still feel that coffee stain You’ve got me feeling bluer than my screen of death It’s...

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Tiger Trap

Bungalow Bill and them barbershop buzzards Great soot! the Tigers roam free Do not forget me, Mag up on the wall The Tigers will deframe your effigy   Psycho jungle cats need thirty lashes Holden Coffin to the Nylon King Tea to effin’, four new tatas Tea I double don’t curr for deeez caaats Do not forget me, Marg up on the wall The Tigers will deframe your...

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The Continuing Story of Truman Peyote

Part One Truman was feeding Lunchables to Laguna Lake geese when a towering Neanderthal Slapped him with his country club cane and asked him if he’d read his daily Isaiah Truman said, “No sir,” and was blasted like Ringo’s drum with just a dash of criticism The Neanderthal threw Truman a haphazard Rolex before ascending into God-knows-where But before Truman could pawn it, three beatniks nabbed Truman’s soul Truman awoke in...

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Girl in the Bleachers

  She used to adore me in the days of short recess The lean, made-up face, wonderful, beautiful, godlike But last night after I entered that packed, old football stadium I saw her flirting behind bleachers of familiar faces And when she came into my range I took careful note And when I prepared a conversation Well-thought up and full of her destinies She simply turned away as if she had never met me...

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Geography

Our group came, saw our friendship in its prime We passed July in shambles, through the state All that geography conflicts with time The slumber of my revolt cannot wait You left before I found the chance to ask Mere chunks of land are acres, miles, long I’d hate to turn a chance into a task I’ve got the blues, you knew it all along I celebrated Sorrow while I dined These tablemates are not among her friends Hmmm, nine weeks trickle...

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The Valedictorian

By twelfth grade, the town was a thriving spot for evangelical Christians And not enough of us took offense to my high school’s valedictorian Who refused to inspire us, or even affectionately namedrop any of us like the salutatorian did Instead he simply told us how much he wished we would someday be as pious as he was Leaving no room for growth or for passage And while he could easily hand his beliefs to the heathens He couldn’t make...

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Singles Awareness Day

I’m sprinting about Cal Poly’s campus Hymning Mr. Tambourine Man To the tune of another song of Bob Dylan   I’m making the funniest first impressions Disturbing the Poly dollies but not the peace They’re too freaked out to kiss their boyfriends   It’s not a sin to be happy & single today It’s just what the Man wants But now’s not the time for paranoia   “Won’t you be my Valentine?” What does that phrase mean...

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