Wednesday, September 30, 2009

From Rib's Acid

Now I got to the campsite
and missplaced my rib
where the hell did I put it

mindlessly check each pocket

the wolf must have chosen it
stolen it
it's his

damn it
from man's Earth it was taken
now moon over head
potentate split up belongings
moving at ameba's pace

stomach hurling out growels
acid rain eating at bowels
just a guess I guess
as to how this stuff cycles

as to minding pen howls
lines of cube rotating
inwardness forgetting
how little
or how too much I know
you

Moon dances
DNA's are big children
so may say
of a man named Ribo Acid
maybe

brevity
for short

Yes but who is Adam's dad
well that'd be Lucy for's Husband
Venus instead

3 comments:

Fallen Oak said...

Yup- this one gets my seal of laughter!

Fallen Oak said...

The stars were aligned for this one children.

Fallen Oak said...

Could you label this Fractal Knowledge Poetry?

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