Therominitation

You take the words
the nonsense words
you let them fly
fly
little words
fly
my tragedies
and then there is one word
still nonsense
that makes sense
and your brain cracks open
and you become a nonsense word
forever
and ever
and ever

Put down the ice cream
put down the ice cream
PUT DOWN THE ICE CREAM
PUT IT DOWN
PUT IT DOWN

And now
for a nice cup
of tea

Orb

The orb is glowing
so it must be important
touch it
that’s right
touch it heroically
with a distant look in your eyes
a look
reminiscent of monomythic multitudes
and slightly overfull bladders

Touch it
hold it
your precious
your precccciiiioooouuuussssssss
and pay no attention
to the camera
behind the curtain

Penguin Salad

Come for a ride
on the penguin salad
which belongs in the dreams of giants
the nightmares of elves
and the wandering thoughts of Colin Spencer
age eight
who is not paying attention
to his math lesson
and is going to end up
having to stay inside
during recess

Gum in the Everything of Vortices

Snork
he cried
snork into the sunset
and the children glared at him
oh the children
oh the butchers
lost in the realm of blackberries

I am worth more than that salt
stop comparing me to that salt
you know nothing about that salt
for crying out loud

Not the tall one
not the tall one
shun the tall one
lick the tall one
lick
the end
of the universe

Words are creepy
and full of syllables
as they laugh at you
behind your back