“The Clock Stopped”

written 1999 Misfits I know, burbling on an open day Misfits below, sipping their cares away Taken with targets and the one painted on me Selling their bullets and buying the breeze Madmen I’ve met, speaking of incoming flack Madmen offset, ready to defend with jinny sack Concerned with only saving┬áthe sugar supply Dripping on…

At What Cost?

  written 1999, with a vast demolition and renovation ┬áJune 13-14, 2016   From where I stand Two feet short and losing ground It’s worth asking now, as I go down What’s the point of a kingdom If it costs a crown? The little old cannon on the knoll That once was manned Will not…

Pigs Make an Appearance

written 1999   Pigs are marching on the lawn Pigs stare with their eyes to the dawn Pigs in my attic and pigs through my hall Pigs wishing they could see the sun through the wall Pigs dance jigs and pigs wear wigs Pigs sell stock and horde fancy digs Pigs, what a crime they…