Retirement |
There is a precious stone under this sidewalk.It was placed there by one of our fathers.It is our mission to find it.We've been given jackhammers and nine-to-five jobs.We'll be out here,Even if it tak...
Posted by Olivier on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 03:40:00 PST |
The Disappearance of the Great Adekunle |
Goat meat hanging on his breath,Lead feet carry every step.He arrived as heavy as he left,But he returned bereft.He went up and he went downIn the heavyweight round.Some were trying to pretendThat thi...
Posted by Olivier on Mon, 29 May 2006 01:48:00 PST |
The Greenlandic Kayak and its Tools |
There is a river that I know,We sweep through the current's flow.We met on the riverbed;Ice cold and almost dead.The Greenlandic kayak, as a rule,Is as resilient as its tools.Hidden rocks, dense fog, ...
Posted by Olivier on Wed, 17 May 2006 11:52:00 PST |
The Officer's Mess |
Dream of terracotta cottage life.Fantasize about cellulite thighs,And varicose pantyhoseIn the officer's messIn the throes of warIn the officer's messIn the throes of warCut and paste your latest perf...
Posted by Olivier on Wed, 17 May 2006 11:28:00 PST |
Tropical Medicine |
Tropical medicine:Injected by a prodigal son who preferredThe stateless fun.Who disposed ofThe knife and the gun,Tropical medicine.Tropical medicine:Administered topical oil, did the nurse,But she's n...
Posted by Olivier on Wed, 03 May 2006 10:51:00 PST |
Don't Forget |
Dont forget to write on my graveHow else does God know who to saveIf hell is underneath our feetWhy do we sleep undergroundThe only place heaven can't seeIs where we like to stick aroundDont forget to...
Posted by Olivier on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 09:39:00 PST |
Appalachia |
Underneath this Indian summerYoull find my headLacking slumber, never numberYoull find my head in tattersYoull find me outIn a matter of hoursOh the darks of AppalachiaDied in my steadHibernating, eve...
Posted by Olivier on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 09:33:00 PST |
Diagrams |
I've been something of a late blooming animal.I have sinned before butI've never tried...That.I've been driven in the dark. I've been driven in the dark.I have testified andI...Lied.I am your supplie...
Posted by Olivier on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 09:31:00 PST |
On a Bike |
On a bike.It's the dead of MarchI'm having a leisure bicycle rideI'm having it twiceIf you're getting sick,No snow to dress the woundsNo cold to quell the swellingThis is Las Vegas WeatherIt's what yo...
Posted by Olivier on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 11:05:00 PST |
Oh Flora, |
The dust on her combat bootsLying at the foot of my bedDoesn't mean they've retiredThey've been rehiredTo carry the weights on the ankles of her unclesAnd to pretend there's a line betweenThe flesh an...
Posted by Olivier on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 10:48:00 PST |
