#poetry

"Gypsy When one gypsy spits on you, its disgusting;when two do, it's suspicious;when three do, you're late to a gypsy wedding."

"Kansas Haiku "Ya' know Superman'sfrom here and Jor-El could'vesent him to New York."

"My brain is divided into two butterflies, and both are in love with your rose-shaped heart. If you've got the garden, I've got my whole life."

"The poet's job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name, to tell the truth in such a beautiful way, that people cannot live without it."

"Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black."

"The heart sees what the eyes do not, and the heart hears what the ears cannot. Sight and sound are vibrations, and so is love."

"Comments Being the first to comment on a poem,is like breaking a bottle of champagneagainst the hull of a new ship."

"Gone to the Dogs [10w] All ideals corrupt into ideology to sustain the social order."

"Penetrate the Mysteries "If you ever hope to penetrate the mysteries of the universe,you've got to buy her a drink first and then pretend you're listening."

"California Haiku "After my boob jobI'm taking acting lessons.Fuck's fifty, no anal."

"Real friendship, like real poetry, is extremely rare - and precious as a pearl."

"Clairol 2: Hair color so natural only her hairdresser knows for sure... ...but he's gay and already Tweeted it to 300 people."

"Bespeckled Heroes [10w] Great heroes in 100 years become statues speckled with birdshit."

"Garden [10w] A garden is a poem written with flowers on earth."

"Thai-kus From the dark starfishof the 300 Baht whoremy white sperm bubbles.Reclining BuddhaBirds nest in your golden ears.What wisdom they hear."

"I see all of us reading ourselves away from ourselves, straining in circles of light to find more light until the line of words becomes a trail of crumbs that we follow across a page of fresh snow"

"It was never about the world being too big, it was more like she was too much for the world to handle."

"What Might Have Been {Couplet} Dwell not upon what might have been,Within such idle spin, you can never win."

"Music is the universal language of mankind."

"Poetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth."