Gene @ January 14, 2010 # 4 Comments
I Was So Poor
by gene defcon
I was so poor
Santa gave me food
I was so poor
I could only afford used money
I was so poor
That instead of a brand new phone
Momma said just call using a brand new voice
I was so poor
My nickname was “Cajun Sandwich”
I was so poor
My real name was Donald Tramp
I was so poor
I [...]
pat @ January 13, 2010 # 4 Comments
Old Burber Greaves
Written by Sam, Pat, Gene, and Rosemary by playing writing roulette on 12/28/09.
Tori Amos was sick. She had a light heart that whimpered when
squeezed. Lenny Kravitz held her hand gently. “There, there, Tori,”
he said. “Why must you be so forlorn when you have such great
things on your mind like [...]
Gene @ December 23, 2009 # 3 Comments
Seasonal Racism
by gene defcon
Black poetry
Bumping out of
Black Benz’s
All summer
White words
Written by
White nerds
In Crosswords
All winter
Gene @ December 12, 2009 # 3 Comments
specific exchange
by gene defcon
Crisp genitals thaw the void between us at one thousand square-inches per second
A secretive warmth spreads like a many-armed man along both butt creases
Modern man might ignore a rampaging tingle but I’m a throwback to a simpler time
I sense that lethargic gringos have navigated this reverse food chute… so says my father
The [...]
Gene @ November 16, 2009 # 3 Comments
One Glance at the Old Clock
by gene defcon
One glance at the old clock
Was all it took
To flood me with extreme anxiety
On the way to work
Gene @ October 23, 2009 # No Comment Yet
Brewmeister
by gene defcon
You’ve spent months
Brewing, testing and tasting
Austin’s finest hand-crafted beer
You’ve built your business
The old fashioned way:
Beer by beer
No democrats
No environmentalists
No politically-correct whack-jobs
Could stop you
You’re a self-made man
Like our fore-fathers envisioned
Except for one thing:
You’re a cat
Gene @ September 10, 2009 # 11 Comments
The Incredible Kitten
by gene defcon
The incredible kitten
Puffed beyond all known
Limits of puffery
Debuts on my armrest
In time for the cop drama
We’ve both been anticipating
Gene @ August 26, 2009 # One Comment
Little Craig
by gene defcon
Corrupt cops meeting in bars
Like two sides of a zipper
Grinning and spinning
Their stools
Overseeing the shit spiral
The sewer festers with teenage hookers
Esoteric pimps holding fast to Clinton-era money cults
Ragged denominations nearly imperceptible to snack machines
Drug dealers tracing their family tree on the chalk outlined sidewalk
Preachers glittering from atop rhinestone-encrusted ferris wheels
Local dudes hovering [...]
Gene @ July 21, 2009 # 4 Comments
Last in Line for Love
by gene defcon
Momma just lay there
Her teets on display
While excited young kittens
Fought fairly for space
They gorged on her milk
Beyond what they needed
And left nothing at all
For the runt
Gene @ July 11, 2009 # 6 Comments
paralyzed victim
by gene defcon
Wink your way to safety
Drag your body across the floor
Using the muscles of your face
Smile away as fast as you can
Furrow your brow up the stairs
Clench your jaw through the doggy door
Before I awake
And lock you back in the basement