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White Room

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

In the white room,so sterile and clinical,an overgrown man-childincapable of handlinganything paramount,sits and stirs andpens and broods andwonders i..

Bring It On

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

I'm not in Kansas,I'm not in Ohio,how can I carry on?How does the wayward songet peace?How do I respondto such eternallycorrect prose?Materially wealt..

Sugar

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

black tea,black coffee,blacknesssurroundingthis placebut an unseenrattlesnake fromanother disturbedmind causes amomentary breakin the murky,indifferen..

Robin Eggs

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

red robin ice cream eggsmade from pig parts andbroken dreams of waywardchildren of our depravityand our lucidity combinedwe are incomplete quadraticfo..

Booze Cruise

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

two guys up front, rather normal in disposition for Peace Garden natives, talking about sucking for Luck, jabbering about the hot par..

Trajectory

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

Zero at twenty-five, Zero at one-hundred, zeroed in on a target of a Cartesian design, the x-axis called windage, the y-axis ..

Metastatic

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

Metastatic butt-fuckingnumber generator from Mars.We'll substitute you, me, zero andthe difference of us into the ultimatedifference quotient and unma..

Crash, Crash, Crash

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

Crash, crash, crash,can't establish any connection!Like a bad first date,only over and over again.I'm f*****g addicted to youwhen I go to your address..

Snicker

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

herding cats orunruly cattle, aspinning wheel ofmadness subtractedof its central axle,like a linear equationsubtracted of itsconstant termon this day ..

To The Quick

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

stale to the quick,something subtractedof zest, how cananybody call that food?it's like the commoditycheese the governmentgives out on the first ofthe..