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Archive for August, 2017

hook ‘n line

Tuesday, August 15th, 2017


hook ‘n line

Philosophy 151

There’s could
and should
and is

– Smith, 8.15.2017


philosophy

 

rabbit rabbit bird flower power

Monday, August 14th, 2017


flower power

Nay Way

Does the Pope poop?
Do the powerful pee?

Then why should I believe?
Why should I obey?

Weak walking wait-a-minutes
got no right to say my way.

The bear in the woods
stalks hunger, not belief.

The where of the would
ignores stomach of need.

The way of the world
worships grief.

I seek body mind relief,
tree still on leaf.

– Smith, 8.14.2017


rabbit rabbit bird

 

Cleveland Cleavage

Friday, August 11th, 2017

Cleveland Cleavage

Fleshly crease nigh nipple to neck
filled with sweet and sweat and scent

Jiggle jam compressed along
eye line song I long to roam

Cleavage is an isn’t impression
one nothing created by two tensions

A front-fleshed crack
to remind of ass smack

My wife is my breast friend
front and back and either end

– Smith, 8.11.2017

 

play is practice kill

Wednesday, August 9th, 2017

Black Cat At

She sees me pick up ball
she hides
tenses
cocks her crouch for chase
laserizes eyes.

She hears birds outside
and hides
tenses
cocks her crouch for crunch
ear eye claw one one.

Play is practice kill.

– Smith, 8.9.2017

 

conversation with wife #35

Tuesday, August 8th, 2017


my gal is red hot

Conversation with Wife 35

I’m going to bill the webbots to read me.
“What, charge them some electrons?”
Yeah, I’ll say gimme some valence!

“We need sugar, bread, milk.”
Wonder what the offspring of sugar bred milk
would look like?

“I’m addicted to caffeine.”
I’m addicted to cowffeine.
“It makes you MOOOOOve.”

“Paramour is such a strange word.”
I like the single mour rather than a pair a mours
a single lell rather than a pair a lells
a single mount rather than a pair a mounts
a single dice rather than a pair a dice.

How was your 3 mile run?
“I’m weak.”
I’m weekend.
“We’ll have to strengthen you.”

“Where’s my lipstick?”
In my pants?

“I really like Aldi’s.”
I only like some d’s….
small d’s are okay,
but I don’t trust the capital D’s.

Do you think canvas was invented in Kansas?
“No.”
Sure would take a lot to canvas a neighborhood.

“I love pirates.”
If a loan had 3.14% interest, it’d be a pirate.

“Wonder what the origin of the word meat is?”
Some cavemen, after he’d eaten his beastie
said, “Me ate.”

“Sounds like pneumonia.”
More like oldmonia, me being 71 and all.

“We’re quite a pair.”
I’m more apple.
“I’m glad you have a sense of humor.”
I have fifty cents of humor.

Thank you. We’ll be here all week.

– Smith, 8.8.2017


I ear you

 

hunt / play / survival

Monday, August 7th, 2017

Lizard Brain

Black cat in black night
crouched on sill in shadow
half hunt
half play
all survival

– Smith, 8.7.2017

 

life =

Friday, August 4th, 2017

Life = one over end

 

 
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