Posts Tagged ‘Doug Draime’

Being Fired From The Sheet Metal Shop By An Ex Lover

Hammering the tin flat,
I could feel her eyes
watching, traveling up
and down my body,
from the office overlooking
the machines.

She walked down the stairs
into the work area
with my check in her beautiful hand.
Her thick black hair shinny
and pulled back
tightly into a bun.

The sheet of tin held
snug in the automatic vise,
I continued to hammer.
But then I felt her closer,
smelling the Tabu she wore,
feeling the heat of her body.

I looked up wiping
my brow.
Her cold, dark eyes slamming
into my mine:
“We’re gonna have to let you go”
I pointed down at my gym bag
“I took my stuff outta my locker this morning,
I figured this was coming”

She didn’t say a word, just handed me
my check, turned and walked away
in her tight white mini skirt.
As she walked back up the wooden stairs
a couple of guys on the other machines,
grabbed their crotches,
one stuck his tongue out intimating
cunnilingus.

Odds

There is no way
in the world to
settle with it,
no tight rational
explanation to
satisfy all that
ignorant, and dead
conventional
thought.

The fact
is, dice have a
predicable
ratios, only in
relation to where
and how they’re
being thrown.

Even If they’re thrown
hard, and against
iron clad walls
for half a century..

It’s then you see
the crushing odds,
and you know
you have
beaten them.
somehow. You know
with the certainty
of your continued
breath.

Notes On A Project

a painting
of a lone
rose
blossoming
on a
snowy
peak

in
the
dead
of
winter

painted
on
a
dried
animal
skin

of
an
animal
made
extinct

by the
murderous
lack of
wonder

Walt Whitman Trashed

I read that after his death
in 1892,
Walt Whitman’s brain
was kept
in a jar
at the university
of Pennsylvania,
where 200 other
brains were also stored.
But sometime in
the early 1930’s
a laboratory worker
accidentally
dropped Walt’s
gray matter
on the concrete floor,
and it had to be
thrown away.
Of all those 200 brains
it was the brain
of the poet
that had to be
disposed of.
Par for the course, eh,
Walt?

Internet Nazis

The internet nazis tore down all the libraries today
and burned all the books
on the streets, torching them
with Shell and Exxon gasoline

They blew up all the newspapers too,
the huge printing presses
exploding like small nuclear bombs,
the dark clouds of devastation
seen from satellites in space

Anti-air craft guns and off shore missiles are
mowing down all the bookstores,
and all the stationary stores, and the
paper mills are exploding from huge
charges of TNT

So, what about you, are you deaf.? And can’t
you see the bellowing black smoke?

And why can’t you smell the stench? Tomorrow
they will be burning the bodies of
paper book and magazine readers. Surely,
you will get a whiff of that!