a whale in my nose

Melville could do anger

“From hell’s heart I stab at thee, for hates sake I spit my last breath at thee.”

I poke and I prod, I pluck and I tweeze,
but somehow it always eludes me.

That damn white nostril hair…


it took me eight years
but I finally finished
the book on speed reading


playing Monopoly backwards
is not philanthropy
you just lose


everyone at the bar preferred Mr. Parkinson
he made the best martinis


some days I turn on the news
and think
the Mayans were right

other days I turn on cartoons
and eat chocolate


thats the last straw!
I have no others
but if you really want it…
I guess you and your camel can have it


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: