Author: multiplemichael
"EVERYWHERE I LOOK I SEE IMITATIONS OF THE REAL THING"
——SUITCASE WITH 56 POUNDS OF ADELE DISCOVERED——
AGREEING POINTS OF VIEW CONSTITUTE A TRUTH
partygoers whisper that she’s just a twig
waxing ecstatic about her lack of woman parts
IMAGINE ROBERT FROST WEEPING BECAUSE CHARLOTTE SMITH WROTE, “NATURE DELIGHTS ME MOST WHEN MOST SHE MOURNS”
sometimes when I open my stolen dictionary
I witness Mr. Frost sitting in the woods
watching the trees drop their leaves
he attaches a word to each leaf
——HANDCUFFED TO DEATH, GEORGE JONES THROWING ROCKS AND CURSING THE LIFE HE LIVED, THE LIFE HE LET SLIP BY——
THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE JUST THE PASSING OF GAS, NO ENUNCIATION JUST BUBBLES
NO SHOW JONES WITH A PILLOWCASE OVER HIS HEAD
STRIPPED OF MATERIAL PROSPERITY
NO SHOW JONES DECREPIT
HOLDING HANDS
WITH DEATH
——WAKE UP AT 6PM AND PEOPLE ASK ME IF I PARTY——
Strangers watching television in the living room and I don’t even realize that I’m at home. I was sure that I didn’t own a TV that size. Turns out that someone brought it over and jacked my Wi-Fi and they were watching antics at the Dylan household. Seems Bob was getting fresh stuffing for an evening out.
one leg thicker than the other
difficult upper teeth
cruel smiles
from his own premises
things were as they should be
Mister Bob Dylan in grade school boots
a gentleman and an intentional Christian
understanding his penis had gone Quixote
——NO SECRET, JESUS HAS THE BEST BICYCLE IN HEAVEN——
Private Jesus listens to Patsy Cline. Jesus has feelings too.
Heaven will give us employment
our work will supply us with pleasure
our work will never be completed no matter
People say that I loaned Johnny Cash money but that’s not true. I just gave him the funds. Johnny and June were family.
Johnny was the great Husbandman
June, his earthly garden
sometimes when the good stuff came to town
Johnny would hoot and holler
surely this is what our Lord meant
TOILING AND SPINNING/GOLD AND SILVER IN ABUNDANCE
standing in the shadows while their world is destroyed
poor devils on the evening news
knowing not what direction
they tumble or fall
Adele donated an acorn
(+) wavering and tossed about, weightless on Earth
mick jagger gives up music
becomes a lobster fisherman
drowns on the first day out
a poor choice of clothes
a poor choice of shoes
even in death
his brain
was still teeming
alert to everything
other bandmates squeezing
his dong in the casket
was it fair ?
PLEASE DON’T DISTURB GOD WITH OBEDIENCE——ENCOURAGE YOURSELF TO BE DEAD TO THE LAW
Add egocentricity to your Holy Cake ingredients and bake it in a religious manner
Sin turns off the light and kisses the Law
Sometimes late at night I hear Mick Jagger begging for forgiveness
Privately he struggles with his Spiritual teeth
CONVERSATIONAL POETRY 