Muerte

My boyfriend has two cats that he loves.  Josephine Foster and Klaus Kinski, better known as Josie and Kinski.  They’re housecats, stuck in a small fifth-floor apartment.  Naturally, they’re happy, bored, scaredy cats.  And naturally, they love to run between our five little rooms, sit on the balcony, and look out the window.  He and [...]

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There is a dis – connect—
A dis –
co-
co-
co-
co-
co-
-nect.
Between the landowners                       and                                the have-nots.
Between the big farmers and the small farmers.
Twixt the fruit and the vine.  so to speak–
‘Tween the field and the Fresse.
And fuck!
It’s making us sick!
It’s making us DIE.
Not die, but DIE.
Like FLIES.
Like fucking lies.
Not you, nor I.
Not you?
Doch?
If so -  you know.
If not [...]

A few of my favorite jokes..

..that I haven’t been able to tell lately because they don’t work in German.
1.) Q: What do you call a pig who lost his oink?
A: Disgruntled.
2.) A string walks into a bar and asks for a drink.  The bartender tells him to scram, saying “We don’t take kindly to strings round here.”  The string leaves [...]

Arcimboldo

It’s a day for gedeihen;
The gardens in me grow.
Behind my eyes
Sunflowers spit fat corns and drop them.
Lolling Angel’s Trumpets in sedated jubilation
And tender tendrils of Morning Glory curlicue
Through my pupils.
The wet snails of my cochleae
Slimingly uncurl themselves on fresh dew leaves
Whose edges caterbrows crunch and mumble.
Close my eyes
And they roll themselves in shrouds,
Blink and they [...]