buff and on my duff
sitting thinking about stuff
my piles cry, enough!

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Then Rodin's masterpiece
looked right at him and said: "I
am, therefore I think..."

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He sits there thinking,
About what, no one can tell,
Still he sits and thinks.

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'Kay, now where was I
The last time I saw my keys?
Were they over there?

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Made of bronze and stone,
Perhaps he thinks of life, while
People stare at him.

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To ponder and understand
seemed like such a good idea
and now I am like stone

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Ponderment of life,
A crucial problem to solve;
Wherefore art mine clothes?

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If I think I am,
then I am. But, if I am?
What an am I am!

thought submerged in dream
with wreckage of a world lost
move towards the sun

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Alone I stand in
the misty swamp, but am
I really alone here?
_

Quiet and calm, in
the misty visage of time,
we will remain strong!

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The Outback of Oz
Stood 'Murchadh the Sea Warrior'
This picture he took.

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steam the black logs first
drop into colander, drain,
add algae, and serve

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by the shore of styx
thru the mist comes the ferryman
distant harpies rail

-

yo bubba, pass a brew
neep tide, nuthin gon' bite fa now
we'll catch 'limb fish' til it turnz

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Burnt stumps, water, fog,
An obscure sky says all,
Need I say anymore?

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Auspicious warm soup
maybe life crawls out again.
Get it right this time.

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Great dendritic gods
astride heaven and earth 'til
the water arrived

-

Hot sun burning through
squalid mist and morning dew
as Wednesday warms

-

Buried deep beneath
the swampy bottom, ancient
bones still lay sleeping

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Gray smoke and cinders,
This is really depressing
Where is my remote?

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through stone and darkness
the river moved in silence
over empty land

The Death Knell concert
not a call to all, just one.
Can you hear the song?

---

Bright lights, loud music,
All Hallow's Eve again,
The death rattle plays on.

-

Tequila Sunrise
Bloody Mary's and beer
The drinks are flowing.

---

Hot music blasting
through agave lenses: "Is
that Oingo Boingo?"

-

Eating spicy black
bean mole with dark angels
in Tenochtitlan

-

Dust swirls about
my weary head along the
road to Oaxaca

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Once in Oaxaca,
In a bar just like this one,
I lost a girlfriend

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rock and bone muse sick
maybe even dead--who cares?
we got prayer flags!

-

Party on in Hell!
Play until Orpheus comes,
then we're going Home!

-

Skeletons woke up!
Experienced before now.
they knew what to do!

---

wind blows the dust back
the hideous music, shrill
behind the hard fence

It dangles a light
way down deep in the darkness--
maybe dinnertime?

---

cathode ray mindfuck
breaker of minds, harbinger
of a blank planet

---

Faces in shadows
Blind to the rest of the world
Blinkers, worn freely

---

the box light
making me a shadow
no dream can ignite

---

The teacher throws light,
Filling minds with mental trash.
The lesson is obey

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Tell me who I am
What to wear, eat and purchase.
Without you, I'm lost

---

eyeballs on a stalk
an empty ringing vessel
ready for poison

---

Worship in its light
The television altar
glows both day and night

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Staring at the boob tube,
The mind rots a little more,
Forever, it's gone.

Munch Munch, Fookin' Munch,
Ye fookin' wanker punk,
Yer paintings weere all junk!

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Kuramaebashi.
On a summer afternoon,
two hits of blotter

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aargh! I scream, why now?
Water, walkway, a handrail!
A pained expression

No ice, not bleeding.
No stumbling along for help
Painful memories

Munch's scream. Insane?
Pain? An injury sustained
A brain crunch by Munch.

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Der Schrei der Natur
is still audible, drowned by
roaring jet engines

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sunset colours scream
i scream inside for Gaza
and can do nothing

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my scream is incidental to the background patterns and colours
undisturbed by my grief
they simply shine radiantly.

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I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream for Ice Cream