Posts Tagged ‘Chicken’

Sellout

Posted: March 10, 1995 in Poetry
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I sold out to the rat race:
My time is spent trivially
Pursuing carrots and cash-ews
Running around like a chicken
With its common sense head cut off.
Important criteria have shifted,
Tabbed into the margins of
My papers.
I’m so busy taking notes
There’s no body, no bulk,
No substance, no spirit,
And the price gets paid in years.
Oh, the price gets paid
In years
From now until then
I make myself miserable
By working to make myself
Happy to write poetry
To the bone I go
To the cancerous lip and lung
To my tattered
Standard
Of living.

Poet Slashings

Posted: March 10, 1987 in Poetry
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Pope, Byron, Blake
It’s a piece of cake
For my sake
To make
A mistake.

Shelley, Coleridge, Wordsworth
I think they’re worth
Their weight in Nerf
For surf
And turf.

Swift, Steel, Dickens
They are all chickens
If I had my pickins
It sickens
My lickins.