NO PROFIT

no profit in being high-minded...


it's so easy to call out

the self-entitled

as being as clueless

as those they profess to oppose


smugness is not unique

no one has the market cornered on arrogance


nor a notion that one's actions are their own reward...





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SICK OF DOCTORS

health stable

after many misadventures

ignoring many restrictions

and having a tasty hell of a time...


tell me God doesn't have a worse fate in store for me

heh heh





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TAKING IT ON YOURSELF

everybody has rights...

there's the sin and the shame of it


we act like gods and wind up

blinded like Phineus





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NO DISGUISE WORKS

always I longed for escape

from where and who I am


imagine my self-consciousness

to discover (or finally admit


to be more accurate and honest)

there is no escape ever


there's nowhere else

and I'm always me...




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TEACHERS AND PUPILS

let some other fool school you


I'm too busy at the blackboard

writing 1,000 times


"oh what a fool I am oh what a fool I am oh what a....."




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APRIL FOOL

April Fool's Day

is for snarky amateurs

coveting the dim who covet

low-hanging fruit


maybe the outlanders

who didn't know the Georgian Calendar

moved the start of the year

to January (early evidence of humankind


imposing its power-mad ignorance

onto a natural harmony) were denounced

as dunces by those in on the switch

but what foolishness ever disregarded


justifies the cattle-like adherence to some ersatz king's

delusion...all fools equal in size...




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THE CIRCUS IN WHICH WE LIVE

to have no other life than gossiping

about others

or adore the preening of non-entities

to fill a void while you clamor

for their blood the minute

they resemble you in a pathetic fall


oh I cannot count how many of you

can be stuffed into a tiny car

joy buzzers and squirt flowers

fall off you as you pull yourself

out of the not-so-smart-car


at center ring (nowhere else suitable

for your likes...or the hucksters

who accommodate and build you up

until they're done with you)


I'd be ashamed to eat cotton candy in front of you

it might remind you of your own shortcomings

or the schoolyard you endured in agony


as the ringmaster blew a tardy whistle

and everyone else limped back to class


with you in some bushes pants down around your ass like a clown...




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