Month: January 2011

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Grazers have to rely on instincts.

Nawal Al-Sadawy

Hello!
Industrial male complex
Hello!
Military female complex
plexity plex

octogenarian Nawal
peace be upon you
shame upon this septuagenarian for
not near matching your zest and vigor?
Yes, then No
say hello to Sakina Fouad
listen to the music
“the night Fatima was arrested”
yet another version of
“don’t cry for me Argentina”
or Les Misrables

here comes Marble Mouse to save the day
on the shoulders of Giant Fish Walking

“all people saying we just wanna be free”

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What do you get
when you poke a hornet’s nest?

“Give us jobs.
We need food.
No more corruption.”

Lebanon Cedars
Egyptian Auks
Tunic Tunisia
Russia
Bangkok
King’s Speech

there’s no kinda hush
all over the world
tonight
maybe next year
maybe next century

we are what we do.
what will you do Louie?

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i was so much younger then
i’m older than that now

give me 5 minutes more
all i wanna do is dance

on top of Ol’ Smokey
smoke got in my eyes

ol’ time religion is not good
when looking for a bite-o-life

Bill Baily ain’t comin’ home
still, he is still loved

we do what we are
got life?

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Raggedy Ann, my Avatar

she’s got attitude
’bout every thing what comes meet her
when she’s whacking ya verbally
she’s crying alone
candle light suffices Ben wonders
are we crazy
connecting electronically?
imagine what?
in cyberspace world one
can be themselves or a rag doll or
whatever is their fancy –
animals, plants, heroes, villains etc et al
male or female
young or old
handicapped or siren/hulk
clown or sage or both
and Ben
those that play facebook games together
learn bunches and heaps about themselves
others
admit their addictions – deny them
be called generous – be called greedy
fall in love – be tricked
spend money and win
don’t spend money and win
meet dear friends – meet dear enemies
fall in/out of love
what we learn about ourselves:
a great wonderful gift.

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so comfortable was i with
everyone friendly until
i wanted something then
leaving the ultra comfort
to the not so much still
it was getting late, time
to go home with
no way to get there i
needed a phone but
the guard at the gate spoke,
“You’ve come to the gate several times
I think you should go out now.”
the tone was “risking arrest”
outside the gates lots of private
groups passing time chatting
at tables of 4 – 6 – looking
around for someone with an unused cell phone
on the table i asked to borrow it
as she pushed it towards me i said
“It’s a local call.”
she pulled back the phone looked
at me suspiciously and asked,
“You haven’t been tested, have you?”
i started to explain i was a nurse
and needed to call a friend to pick me up
no one was listening I pounded the table
and said, “I’m desperate!”
and woke up panting…

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Polymorphing Betty Crocker

“he’s not heavy he’s my turtle”

scratch belly button
prep 4 battling bungled bulges

Bam Bam exhorts Gops to put
“politics aside”

betwixt 10 and 20
no blame.
buts say and hey! and yeah
a cook book. ‘n all ya gotta do is
1) pull factory canned cans from the larder
2) measure white sugar & white
bleached flour
(they oh so lived white)
and 1 & 2 are only the beginning…

Oh sob, oh sad…

“Buckwheat!
Where are you?”