Some towns are best viewed
In luminous retrospect
Having grown up there
A turd is ugly
No way to pretty it up
Some things are like that
Ravel's Bolero
Smooth operator's version
Seduction music
Now that you're retired
What's to do to fill the days?
Well, you make things fit
Man needs a woman
Telling him he's her hero
Not a nincompoop
The person who writes
Is not the who you are, but
The one that might be
Onomodopy:
It sounds like what it's being
Broadcasting pictures
Life's a vacation
Away from what passes for death
When bodies wear out
When's the time to live
If you don't believe in God
Or Heaven? It's now
Life's a bit of fun
Heaven's long on promises
Hell? Let's don't go there
Look at what's coming
Death is a life after all
So don't ignore it
Listen to Mahler
Take a stroll on a green screen
Fill in your own scene
Demagogue wanted
To take over OWS
"Communicator"
I'm saving the world
Trouble is, most people just
Ain't interested
You got leftovers?
Save 'em, make 'em into bread
Then that's all you eat
Henry
See "More of this and that, mostly that, actually..."
THE PORT WHITMAN TIMES
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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