Kern's Holler Poem Bunker
Rev. 11D Meow
music happens
so many ways
away
near
so far away
snuggling
up close
shimmering sea foam
in the dark
and full moon
lit-up sky
better them
than us
awake and kill first
while the children
remain sleeping
so many among us
prefer to fear
an unseen horizon
labeled tomorrow
before the sun rises
night frightens
much more than nightmares
can ever achieve
against the edge of thoughts
sensibly reeling ever onward
as if never was an actual event
stormy weather approaches
and nobody gives or takes
a shit without worrying
which hand is to be used
for wiping whether or not
there's any toilet paper available
for less than a million dollars
a roll or several hundred per sheet
getting stronger they say
underpants hid the bomb
and it's all about the fear
those other guys
can give the death to us little people
quicker than the big people can protect us
from the fear embedded in us from birth these days
of late appearance for reckoning the difference
when the end is near
Who Is Lying To Whom?
so many ways
away
near
so far away
snuggling
up close
shimmering sea foam
in the dark
and full moon
lit-up sky
better them
than us
awake and kill first
while the children
remain sleeping
so many among us
prefer to fear
an unseen horizon
labeled tomorrow
before the sun rises
night frightens
much more than nightmares
can ever achieve
against the edge of thoughts
sensibly reeling ever onward
as if never was an actual event
stormy weather approaches
and nobody gives or takes
a shit without worrying
which hand is to be used
for wiping whether or not
there's any toilet paper available
for less than a million dollars
a roll or several hundred per sheet
getting stronger they say
underpants hid the bomb
and it's all about the fear
those other guys
can give the death to us little people
quicker than the big people can protect us
from the fear embedded in us from birth these days
of late appearance for reckoning the difference
when the end is near
Who Is Lying To Whom?
When I GO
That's how I'll go
into the small
shattering BIG
small has so much more
going on where tiny stuff
behind the scenes
MAKES BIG STUFF
a fool of its elves
and then
some Dim Sum
TAKES OVER THE WHOLE THING
and mooshes it all like Play Do'h
Creating little scurry-about shapes
multi-colored SiZeD stuff
And SOME REALLY BIG HUGE beeingS
'run' the DUH show right on down
The Gullet
and there's supposed to be
A REALLY BEEG ENERGY CRUNCH
coming-up on Reality Real Soon Now!
'Ode to my MOMMY, who just up&died, dead of LUNG CANCER,
a few days ago'
SHE is the WHOM in TEACHING me
Divide & Conquer
Not as an action
as what one REQUIRES one's elf
to defend ITs ELF from...
becoming one OF
AS IF!
Wonder what would've happened if . . .
one, please ponder DUH mystery
why so slim sales figures, eh?
FOR THE DUMBASSEDEST book EVER WRITTEN!
Four Eyes
Three Grins
Two Forks
One Poke Salad Sammidge
67-Proof Drunken
Tha's fo' sho'
just for duh record, maestro . . .
1. {subject:} "Oh, There You Are."
"A Whim"
"A Wham"
"A Womb"
"A Wham"
"A Womb"
"There you are again."
"Plopped out of my belly like a too-tightly-squeexed
watermelon seed."
UP ON THE TABLA
DRUM!
i just made *that* up,
YES, SIRRAH!
YES, SIRRAH!
"i shore no frozen shellfish
in my store, mister/miss!"
in my store, mister/miss!"
stingnify
stangnify
stungnify
stangnify
stungnify
WOO HOO!
typewriters are
TOTALLY AWESOME
Wonder what would've happened if . . .
Hunter S. Thompson had one
to himself
to himself
Those rental typewriters
create such an Embargo
on THE Anti-Writer's BRICK!
create such an Embargo
on THE Anti-Writer's BRICK!
oh, what a shame...
somebody's 'BRICK' book
perpetually FAILS
to SUCCEED!
one, please ponder DUH mystery
why so slim sales figures, eh?
FOR THE DUMBASSEDEST book EVER WRITTEN!
not one single oyster
has EVER been known
has EVER been known
to EVER get PAST
PAGE ONE!
'FIN'
Four Eyes
Three Grins
Two Forks
One Poke Salad Sammidge
woo hoo
ain't laugh grand, eh, mirage?
every once-in-awhile
a certain scent
crosses the horizontal
miss-math-ching the vertical
IN-OUT . . . BE DAMNED
Fokes!, these daze
done gone
BING BONG
done gone
BING BONG
WAY 2-Dimensional
WOO HOO
Drink A Four OWE
for "Bob"!
for "Bob"!
67-Proof Drunken
NIGHTMARE
two boots
to boot
TOO {FUVKIN'}
Roman Empire
a dying BREED
give it UP
for 'CONNIE'
for 'CONNIE'
SHE gotta RAG goin' on