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SCRABBLE DABBLE

SCRABBLE DABBLE

my brain
is a scrabble set

juggle roles, identities
am after a triple word score

tire
tier
year of the tiger
hit something
good on that
abacus and so

masc and fem mars
and venussing together
dance
of conjunction
in alignment

about to go full
elastic band

slingshot projection

time gravity bending me
to their will
true trajectory
whispering your name

SUDDENLY SLAVOJ

SUDDENLY SLAVOJ

let us
delineate

four square address
the issue of morpholog

no prefix suffix
juicy bits
sexual punning innuendo
flyby Uranus
double-.entendre allowed

unless, somehow,
by some miracle,
the crude oil of
laughter might
heal

solder the spirit along
its split seam

  this I believe
the crude position of
Aristophanes as
        adumbrated to the dinner
guests the evening
of the symposium

before he got so alcoholic rhapsodic
did an Icarus
       just fell down

gross guffaws of great philosopy
                  (looking at
you Professor Zizek)

helping us
    spin with the world
as it goes round and round

MERELY

MERELY

chill!

it’s just
a poem
will go

the way of all things

not as if
in this or other simulation

you are playing white
against a dozen black mambas

or
at thirty seconds
trying to out-think, out-run
scorpions galore

outpoint everything that
threatens to make a meal of you

get out of jail
stairway yourself to
Heaven free

over the chaos of life
exercise
sole monopoly

so
chill!
just chill!

it’s just a poem, merely,
will get recycled

we all
get recycled

is the very nature
of the game

HEPHAESTUS

HEPHAESTUS

the cripple

even Hephaestus
by dint of marriage vow and
obligation

got to fuck wife Aphrodite and her
to make pretty for him

and despite her best beauty instincts
to to thunderously climax
thinking of
lover Ares, brawny beast personified,
of his depth of
possession and strength of
control

nevertheless, thrilling her husband
with, even if not for him,
sweet loving words
whispered into her ear

much despite her better must
be what I am true
sexual goddess judgement

for this time at least
willing to do ugly if not
entirely in the cause of charity,
this somewhat
adulterated by
something
difficult to differentiate between
love
that suddenly makes
an appearance from nowhere
and pleasure, that is
what it is, and, by rule of thumb
(and fingers
and everything, should never be
withheld, denied or
unreasonably contained)

YOU ME

YOU ME

you water sign
me water sign

would I could
just dissolve right
into you

first, of course,
panper you, enter you

let you
     suit me, fit me,
to a T

all night working religiously
to synchronize, synchromesh
get gears
     of love smooth
sailimg

         faultless to the touch
zero non-tolerance
spot
   and stain-free