On The Boss’s Time

In Rockwell's defiant Rosie the Riveter painting, 

she knows to listens to herself, there's a time 

for sacrifice and a time for self-suffice with 

rolled-up sleeves she gives yields and builds 

alongside the guilds of Roses, Daisys, Lilys-the ladies

who miss their husbands so much they live in their

hardhats, assembly lines, sports and industry, using

his tools, mixed with the missed blessings of companions

over here, over here, please be here when he's over 

there are ways she will survive for her greater good

for she doubts of a whole union for him and her again

in Rockwell's defiant painting, Rosie the Riveter.

The painting, ROSIE THE RIVETER by Norman Rockwell, can be viewed here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosie_the_Riveter#mediaviewer/File:RosieTheRiveter.jpg

SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DORKS

Bashful blushes,

oh no, 'dey didn't

put me all over the Internet

who said I loved her?

well, I care for her

that, I am sure.

Bashful's hiding,

said, this site uses me

for psychology?

who says I'm a “type”?

please, give me pride

that's what I'd like

Sneezy sniffed

I can't handle this

'cause you're the best.

Doc and Dopey

Sneezy, Happy and Sleepy, 

even Grumpy agreed,

“we like you just fine

'cause you are kind

and have a great mind!”

hi ho hi hay

how you feel today

hi Bashful love you true

hey ho, i belong to you

you belong to me!

Bashful's a sweetie

They'll tease you

and unhinge you,

if you're being cool

But they don't know

and they won't grow,

but you, you're the star of your show!

hi ho hi hay

with your friends you shall stay!

REASONABLE

Mirror Mirror in my face,

what’s a reasonable way to trace

a reflection without intrusion of my intentions 

to another person’s direction?

It’s just to taste belief in the human race.

My Friend

"Find me on snopes," posted Baby Dragon.

"I'm not photoshopped by your Facebook friend."

She breathes out smoke, 

and tenderly moves it away from me, waving her thin wings.

She stands up to those monsterly women in the 'hood. 

"They need cigarettes to blow smoke," 

she gloats with a puff and shake of her lean lizard physique,

"Their clothes so tight, their breasts crease into four boobs!'

She flies as wind beneath my wings spiritually

snapping a portrait of me from so high,

"You smile," she delivers in a text,

"You, I respect, forget the rest."

THE APARTMENT

(ODE TO HOLLY VAN VOAST)

Downtown uptown crosstown, she was the cause

From the midst of demonstrative luggage,

Holly GoRightly and the sexy figure

she took Quite Unlikey

And we of the Bronx Not Nicely

Her topless parades often

The Power of one not letting her shirt stay on

She was the cause, uptown crosstown downtown


w/  the Bodega Bunnies 

magically delicious

I saw the rock star afar
looking at tapes in the record store.
He was crouched down low
and his pants pulled to the crack in his ass;
he had soft baby pink skin
and I thought, “that can’t be him;
he should be much taller
 and maybe kind of meaner.”
‘Scuse me if I seem a bit anesthetized
so much in my cloud to say “hi” to Lou,
because I just realized
that when you’re face to face with Lou Reed’s butt,
it could only bring you luck.
Face to face those cheeks to cheeks,
Hey, Lou Reed’s butt!  What luck!

-1981 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lou Reed's "Street Hassle," a poem-song.

Emerson Leighton and Palmer

(To John Wilcox)

Ralph waddled through the moat into my mansion

"O' dear Lady, they call you a circus clown,"

"Hello darling, lalalala shrug, la-didah put us down

Sound off their design, their fugue of a feud

La la bless their assumed positions,

those minions of non-competition."