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he killed the coffeemaker
he buried the doorknobs
one hand was sticky with grape jelly
he flushed it by the spoonful
down the toilet

his eyeballs saw electric
he saw a woman sleeping
she wasn’t Snow White
and he wasn’t Bozo

he wasn’t sure what he needed
pornostar or poetry
he could see the stretchmarks
on both
he just wanted nourishment

an angel in the form of a spider
told him the story of Hansel & Gretel
like it was some parable
this is no time to be surreal

clapping his hands
the lights went off
it seemed like a miracle
it was cool
he liked this world
it made him high
when it wasn’t
making him feel low

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Bah Bah black Sheep- A hippie, rebel, highly individual. While loving creativity I have always done battle with the practical/impractical aspects of life. Sitting here in my aerie observing the world, the stars above and the other pinpricks below..
Been writing poetry since I was 14, now 62

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  • VelvetGirl
    VelvetGirlover 5 years ago

    ‘she wasn’t Snow White
    and he wasn’t Bozo…’
    I love your writing so much!

  • thanks…my mind went blank for a few days there, and, I like my quirkier writing, too

    – mychaelalchemy

  • VelvetGirl
    VelvetGirlover 5 years ago

    I love your Quirkier writing too….and it can get VERY Quirky!

  • yes, it is more fun to

    – mychaelalchemy

  • VelvetGirl
    VelvetGirlover 5 years ago

    Interesting word ‘Quirky….’ – like that one!! Quirk seems natural to you….

  • unfortunately not everyone thinks being a quirky guy is anything but strange,but I wouldn’t change my quirks, and, yet, they make holes in my pants pockets and the quirks just leave a trail running down my leg…

    – mychaelalchemy

  • VelvetGirl
    VelvetGirlover 5 years ago

    i’ll meet you for a different game of billiards later….muhahahaha!!!!

  • you want to knock my balls around? lol

    – mychaelalchemy

  • VelvetGirl
    VelvetGirlover 5 years ago

    don’t think my cue reaches all the way to America….hahahaha!!

  • no, dammit..hey, what am I saying, I value my balls even if they do get in the way

    – mychaelalchemy

  • Blueriddle8
    Blueriddle8over 5 years ago

    your metaphors are amazing..love the title (a nice thanksgiving poem…ahh…) “high and low”..up and and down we go so often in life..

  • thank you,metaphorically speaking I’m stuffed already….

    – mychaelalchemy

  • Tommy Barton
    Tommy Bartonover 5 years ago

    pornostar or poetry- sometimes depending on the actors motives the pornstar can be poetic like the girl that doesn’t know any other way to afford college so she strips for it.
    “there is poetry in despair”-afi

    i like your work :]

  • don’t believe that about strippers…once maybe, but very few actually do strip for college, it is a common theme that many give….
    but, yes, often, out of despair comes some good writing…

    – mychaelalchemy

  • Tommy Barton
    Tommy Bartonover 5 years ago

    iv never been to a club b4 i just herd about girls doing that so i wouldnt really know :P

  • long ago that may have been true but, it’s a ruse to make the patrons think they are there for a reason other than making money itself

    – mychaelalchemy

  • darbyland
    darbylandover 5 years ago

    you’re a tripper in a good way

  • thank you,Darby, I trip on peanut butter just by sniffing it,lol

    – mychaelalchemy

  • square
    squareover 5 years ago

    this is cool dude. nice work.

  • thank you, square one, thank you

    – mychaelalchemy

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