2016 November 21

Tell me I'm wrong: kayfabe is extinct.
It skipped obsolescence.
Was all and then was silly.

I'm 57
never did shit for survival.
I deserve what I get.

2016 November 18

2016 November 16

2016 November 8

The elderly
insist
on
the
end
of
the
line
at my precinct's polling station.
The young
round
corner
hurried,
see line,
moan,
stay.
Fucks
like me,
moldy,
obligated to fucking what?
thumb
our
phones
on
an
app
bought
to
thumb
poems
in waiting rooms.

2016 November 6

Two balls two tweets:
Angie Dickinson
▲ who remembers ▼

John Mellancamp
I nosefarted hah
aborted snort:

O I know
I won't talk about
killing pencils

(I look to see
don't bother to hide
glance right glance right):

Jem'Hadar pencil
founder's tablet white
topical tool

overdue decades:
Finish poem line short.

2016 October 27

2016 October 11

I Learned the Term
"Behavior Leakage"
at My Umpteenth
O My Fucking God
Emergency Training
at Work. Until Today
I Called It Ed.

Seventh xthed promise:
don't voluntarily talk
at work. Mute, squelch, gag.

When talk required
say no more than yes and no.
Invisibly meet

deadlines. Annual
performance reports sustain
unremarkable

Bs. Evaporate
from boss's mind like replace
able fuck I am.

Behavior leakage?
No one notices my bark's
barking silencer.

2016 October 4

2016 September 25

2016 September 20

2016 September 19

2016 September 1

Fleabus' slowly going blind. Twilight but always can't parse the necessary grays. We're not sure how old she is. Fourteen, no, sixteen, no, thirteen, no, fifteen. We didn't write down the date we brought her home, remember how old she was when she arrived. We don't know how old Napoleon is, and he was born in our shed.

2016 August 30

2016 August 18

2016 July 13

2016 July 11

2016 June 27

2016 June 22

2016 June 18

2016 June 17

2016 June 11

2016 June 5

2016 June 3

2016 May 31

2016 May 30

2016 May 28

2016 May 25

2016 May 24

[The accuracy to detail]

[Bills come due. Watches]

[New tablets = disaster]

Se(lf)psis

[Knowt]

[Not only a new tablet but a new format]

[Kirk bet the Triskelions]

Kirk bet the Triskelions
his boat of breeding gladiators
v the emancipation of the Triskelions' thralls
!+! living conditions improved
to a standard we in Bethesda
consider sumptuous
for our gardeners in Glenmont.
And Kirk won! The Triskelions
honored terms! Kirk left.
No news of the thralls.

[It wasn't cancer]

[I have learned to nap...]

Shutting Up: [My First Excellent]

My first "excellent"
from Bookkeeper: Student Guards
fucked up. I write

Head of Student Guards:
DANGER: CIVILIZATION'S
ORDER JEOPARDIZED!

stated POLICY!
I used the word adamant.
Bookkeeper approved.

[I have a mole on the top right side...]

I've a mole on the top right back side of my head, I can't see it in the mirror.
I took a photo of it three months ago, it looked an old bald white man's brown skin blotch.
I knew if it got gruesome Earthgirl would let me know.
A dermatologist fingers my scalp next week.
I am never going to die nor suffer more than moderate colds.
Those moments of health crises have been the most peaceful of my life.
Bald middle-aged Balkan-Americans get warts you Mayflower descendants can't imagine.
I could take a photo of the mole now but I never will look at it again.

Shutting Up: [Bookkeeper out sick]

Bookkeeper out sick
Friday felt a festival.
Bookkeeper's patron

particularly
delighted in Bookkeeper's
GONE! I said nothing.

Shutting Up: Day 10

My silence has worked:
I've been pulled from committees,
my obsolescence

times my indifference.
I cannot manipulate
damn in one silo

but not another
in obligatory life:
I am who I play.

Shutting Up: Day Seven

Fuckity, shut up.
My opinions are not sought
beyond evidence

of growing dissent,
Nay! insubordination!
They're counting on me.

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Shutting Up: Day Two

Shutting Up: Day Two:
No one noticed I'd shut up.
Bookkeepers archive

emails like crime scene
evidence against future
coups, not what you say.

Emails have tripled
since Bookkeeper's ascension.
I grudge my keystrokes. 

Why?

It seems I need to.

Saturday past found Katie's dog tag - Katie of the Cardboard Box, Best Dog Ever - while searching - bored, pissed at snowed in - for something else. That too.

I've a photo of Katie and two year old Planet on another hard drive. Alsotootooalso. Tomorrow, here, or.

Actually, Planet's one or so give or take a month in the photo. She's home tomorrow.

Shutting Up: Day One

Shutting Up: Day One:
Neighborhood streets still unplowed,
no one was at work

but me. Tomorrow,
needed talk then shutting up.
Departments toggle,

freeze-dry staff lounges,
lunches eaten secretly,
mute's osmosis words

-weather, helmetball
team, how bout that weird weather? -
fuck me. This shut up

before they make me?
Result: Day Two: Shutting Up:
No one will notice.


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3rd line, 4th stanza = embalm changed to fuck me.
1st line, 3rd stanza =  freeze-dried changed to freeze-dry moved to front of line
2nd line, 2nd stanza = talk as needed then shut up changed to needed talk then shutting up.
Colon added to title.

I Still Like Mannix, Lazlo Schiffrin

Comcast - excuse me, XFINITY -
Cable 261:
Heroes & Icons
300 PM - 5 PM
Sunday January 24 2016
back to back Mannix.
Neither episode
I watched
an August 2 o'clock
eighteen years ago
convincing
myself
the chestthwunk and tingly chin
are not an episode.
I still like Mannix, Lalo Schifrin.

lj;kfj;kladf;klj

8

(When I'm anxious I'm anxious I'm anxious)

When I'm anxious I'm anxious I'm anxious
when I'm not anxious I'm anxious I'm not
I keep my work email open on weekends
I pay wifi fees overseas and keep DC time
It's been five minutes since I checked my statcounter
I'm reading a novel, it's brilliant,
but a main conceit is the 500 page sentence propped by faulty semi-colons:
I'm anxious I'm over-penalizing costume at dialogue's cost

[A Blogfriend Tweetd]

A blogfriend tweetd:
his personal favorite blogpost?
a post minus close-reading sausage.
All he writes is close-reading sausage.
He makes better close-reading sausage than I could if I did.
I haven't made close-reading sausage since proctors demanded.
What I make is disqualified: I don't make close-reading sausage.
I just tweeted: Your Overlords have granted you
exceptional one day savings, you need eat cat food
if you fuck up Giftmas today. No response.
He may be better than me at not-sausage too.

[Caught Myself Writing]

Caught myself writing
clear and concise and schtickless
sentences about work

as a creative
exercise, not, I tell me,
for publication.

Nothing demands pens'
tablets', counting to sevens'
return than writing

voluntarily
and for recreational
purposes re: work.

Clear, concise, schtickless
sentences, I am paid for
clear, concise, schtickless

sentences. I think
I can write better poetry
(excuse me the eight)

transliterating
workese into stanzas? Boss
talk into static?

Maybe. Tale to snail.
Rhyme cannot be far behind,
may never get here.

The Candidate for AUL for RICD

The candidate
for Associate
University
Librarian
for Research,
Instruction, &
Collection
Development,
has such a pig nose,
dramatic
autistic
twitches,
no one listens to
her
insightfully
concise
presentation
on consortia,
the sticky minuses
but ultimate pluses,
their
long-term
positive
budgetary
impacts.
The woman
on my right
sneaks glances
at my tablet
as I write this poem.
She's
wondering
if I'm writing:
the candidate
has a pig nose
& dramatic
autistic
twitches
because the candidate does, look.
The woman on my right
stares
at the candidate's
pig nose
& dramatic
autistic
twitches,
cocks her eyebrow
at the tablet
and smiles at me.
She will advocate
against this
candidate,
making claims
the presentation
she didn't hear
was absolutely
inadequate.

Started November 1, 2014 Through November 4, 2014, an Unabandoned Poem (Though I'll Not Date the Entries)

My tongue never runs out of ink.
My ideas have run out of tablet.

I knock on doors
knowing no one's home
I walk by houses
with porch lights on.

[The Committee]

The Committee
to End
Committees can't

make Saturday's
meeting
with Committee

to End Meetings.
Suggest
rescheduling

keeping in mind
the new
agenda can't

suggest ending
meetings
or committees.

[I Think I Will Be]

I think I will be
fired tomorrow. Wire's
Agfers of Kodeck.

My daughter and I
agreed on humanity's
clusterfuckedness

over fresh walleye
in Delaware Ohio
to Earthgirl's horror,

clusterfuckedness,
not fresh walleye. XTC's
One of the Millions.

I won't be fired
tomorrow. My boss insists
she will nominate

my competent ass
for staff recognition
despite my protests.

My daughter and I
agreed on humanity's
clusterfuckedness

to Earthgirl's horror
in Delaware Ohio
over fresh deep-fried

walleye, and my world
chimed in time like a hand-pulled
church's bell at three

in the morning, like
a last song in a sequence,
like The Morning Fog.