April 2012 K Poems

You can send all your kisses here by Mikel K

Poems from April 2012

Women, you can't play golf with me.

Have I lied to you?

Have I treated you like shit?

Somewhere along the way, I got the idea that I was supposed to write The Story. Things around me seemed so important, that I had to get them down onto a notebook, or computer hard drive. This behavior probably seems alien to most of you.

Sometimes, the best poem is the, "to do" list.

"There are lots of opportunities out there, you just have to look very, very hard to find them."--Man on CNN talking

Go On

Go on go on with your plastic kiss.

Go on go on, yesterday it was me

who you dismissed.

Now, I summon you, you run so fast,

the wind blew out the candles in the hall,

and we're covered in darkness

but I know what I see I know what

is standing in front of me.

Answer This

I wonder if Darwin had anything to do with it, if this dead frined of mine, was simply at the lower end of the gene pool, and had done what he was programmed to do: kill himself, slowly, and painfully, to him and all around him. over the short decades that he had lived on this earth. We could surmise endlessly, but there will never be an answer to this.

You don’t know me

From reading 10,000 poems,

hundreds of journal entrees,

and one book.

I Love You, and hope that you are experiencing Peace.
Will I die because of aspartame, or because

I worried myself to death about aspartame?

As an author, Mikel K is noted for his poetry which often turns dramatically on unconventional but vivid images powered by imagination, strange and detailed observational metaphors, humor, and satire, all presented in a seemingly simplistic, childlike manner.

But, I might not

I might look for

someone I lost,

but, I might not.

She looks less perfect with another man

than she did with me. The truth hurts, but I

wish them both the best of everything.

If I could talk to him, I might warn him. She

probably wouldn’t let me talk to him, though.

She would hover on our conversation.

It is always possible to discharge a commitment.

It is easy to get rid of a moron.

I like to watch the turtles at the pond

sit on their stick.

Ice cream can be a really fun way to get fat.

Priests have shoved their sacred dicks

into little boys’ asses.

When you are making decisions, are you really making decisions, or just doing the sum total of all you have ever been told?

I promise to not get elected,

and, if I do, I won't run.

I need soy cream, and milk.

I need. I need. I want. I want.

I was wide awake at 3 a.m.

The cat knew it before I did;

he burrowed his head into my hand

but didn’t get a very long head rub

The kitty litter box needed changing

and this seemed like the perfect time

to do it. The cats are happy.

Did Ronnie put Neil down?

There’s always one better

than the one you got,

but you ain’t never going to find her.

Not blind, but...

My vision has been cloudy

for several days. It is weird

to have limited vision. I have

always been blessed with superior sight.

Beauty

The Beautiful sun

hits the beautiful plants

that are sitting on the beautiful porch.

My coffee is beautiful.

You are beautiful.

I am beautiful.

Hello

He's not the kind of guy

who I would, normally,

go out of my way to say hello to

and I am sure that he would not

hang out anywhere near me

except for the fact that we are neighbors;

so we have to say hello to each other,

every once in a while.

Clouds can’t see

Clouds can’t see what I got going on.

You’re stuck in yesterday,

if you are pointing a finger at me.

Hereditary it may be

You make me feel good,

but still I feel bad about myself,

most of the time.

I was wide awake at 3 a.m.

One of the cats knew it before I did;

he burrowed his head into my hand

but didn’t get a very long head rub

The kitty litter box needed changing

and this seemed like the perfect time

to do it. The cats are happy, and I will,

soon, go back to bed.

I am poisoning myself

with the food that they sell me

with thoughts that I ought to

screen better; what matters

should be important to me.

When I cease to be who I am

Nobody says hello.

Nobody phones.

I am not who I say I am

the minute there is

no food in the kitchen,

the minute there is

no money for the power bill

I will not be able to play poet

anymore, and the dogs

will not let me leave my shoes

on the floor.

My veneer is thin.

You can look right through my skin.

I am capable of feeling bad.

I am capable of feeling very bad,

and that is the way that I feel today.

There was something in my stool samples that told my doctor that I had dogs. Now, that's just really weird when you think about it. I wonder what the readings would give them if I ate snot.

My son, and i, are going to eat homemade hot dogs, and French fries, tonight. We are doing this because we can not afford to eat at a five star restaurant. I mean how unfair is this fucking world.

Art Schmart

I'm no longer interested in being in a traveling band.

I never thought that I could memorize a script, and

so I could never act. I can't draw. I can't paint, and

I call myself a fucking artist.

I kept meaning to; and meaning to; and meaning to walk the dogs. But I didn't, and now it is pouring down rain. Fuck.

Unsuccessful

I tried to quit cussing.

I was not successful

I tried to stay away from love.

It broke my heart.

There was some blue buried deep down inside my gray, and I found it earlier in my day.

The difference between a bum

and a guy with a dollar is?

I'll have my thumb outstretched

outside The Greyhound

maybe one day they'll let bums in.

Won't that be good for an erection

in one executive, or two?

Numb

I don't know where I am going.

I don't know where I been.

I don't know where I am, and

they are patting me on the back

telling me that I am successful.

The know it all bug guy knows everything but how to get the bugs completely out of this house. There is a cockroach taunting me, right now, on my desk; I practically smashed my hand trying to kill the thing.

It’s sick to be in love with me

I don’t love me, and I, probably,

won’t love you back.

God might not talk to me, today

The answer may not be

on the screen in front of me

buried somewhere

in the social media network.

He’s not hip to the scene

but he is certainly hip.

Does he wage unseen wars?

Do a handful of pills make him

normal in the morning?

I am hip to the scene

that he is completely unaware of,

but the pills are doing me no good.

“He died of a self-inflicted .44 Magnum gunshot wound to the head.”

I wonder if I could have stopped him.

I wonder if I could have gotten one more poem,

one more story, one more book out of him.

He said that he would do it, and he did.

The refrigerator, and I,

often stare at each other.

A hot dog bun in bag

just fell on the floor

and landed on the weight scale.

It weighs a thousand pounds.

That way we are both happy

My dog bite has healed

but not so many of the resentments

that I have carried with me over time.

I want to love everybody, but I can't,

so many of you, I just forget about.

“Duloxetine is used to treat depression and generalized anxiety disorder (GAD; excessive worry and tension that disrupts daily life and lasts for 6 months or longer).”

That little blue and white pill that I take

in the morning seems so friendly. The bed’

that I slept in, last night, is a mess. I must

have tossed, and turned for most of the night.

I dreamed that I wanted to buy a hooker,

and, suddenly, there were thousands of them

lining an unknown street, hollering at me.

“Oxcarbazepine is also sometimes used to treat bipolar disorder (manic-depressive disorder; a disease that causes episodes of depression, episodes of frenzied abnormal excitement, and other abnormal moods).”

Some days, the pills don’t work.

He talks too much when he works, and it is, now, obvious that he doesn’t know what he is doing on the job.

Voice in his head said, "You can never go back."

I've gone back

in my head

and in my heart

and I have never found

anything to keep me there.

I want you to live off me

but there is a cockroach

on the floor, and it is all

that I can think of, now.

I hate when the hallway is covered in dog shit, as it was this morning. I think that one of the dogs is reacting negatively to the canned food that I added to his meal. Prayers help: Dear God, thanks for letting me see the new day, breath the air of a new day. Guide me in thought, word, and action.

I’m playing for keeps

There are morons everywhere

and they will lump you in

with them, if you let them.

But I didn't fit in

I tried being a tree

in the forest.

I tried being a tire

on a car.

I tried being a window

on a house.

Everything is artificial

like sweetener, and my smile.

Like anyone will care

that you write a poem.

Like anyone will care

that you post your picture.

I once moved cross country to get away from me, but when I got there, I was still with me. I lost my self in booze, cocaine, and one night stands in L.A.. Hangovers, and depression, were my constant companions. I worked the door at a rock and roll bar. A guy I worked with, who was from New York, used to say to me, “Call me anything but late to the mirror.” Another door guy sold coke; and I bought it, and bought it, pretty much snorting my way out of L.A.

I’m going to try not to react to

any of my negative emotions,

this morning; not tell you

how bad I feel about this, or that;

how badly I got screwed over by

so, and so. There will be no Easter

eggs hidden for me this weekend.

I’m not pissed off about that;

my feelings are just hurt that I am

not a child anymore.

My chair is broken

it is through cooperating with me.

I can only sit in it

in the lower, most uncomfortable position.

It is not as bad a situation

as many other situations in the world.

The floor wasn’t put down very well

is all I can think, although, at the time,

I thought that the fellow who put it down

was a pro. The floor squeaks when the dogs

piss on it; it squeaks after I wash it, which

is not all that often. I’m in a bitchy mood,

right now…I was supposed to get a new floor

in this dump, and I haven’t, but The Landlords

are in West Palm Beach, this weekend, soaking

up the sun, enjoying the sand. You shouldn’t

give your tenants your Facebook addy.

4.7.12

One Be

The smell of bacon cooking is nauseating.

I will eat the pig who died for my sins.

Someone is running a lawn mower at 8 a.m.;

what an asshole.

In a perfect world, I would make straight A's.

I am most heartily sorry for that one B.

Joan is looking through my refrigerator, and is finding things covered in mold. I am bummed out that I forgot about a seafood salad sandwich that I had put in there, last week, that she is, now, dropping in the trash. Moldy pineapples, and leftover smoothies that I forgot about are all, now, being held in front of me.

Gosh, I thought that I had a full fridge of food, but, now, that

Joan has gone through it, my big white box is almost empty. I am spoiled to have so much food, and let it go to waste. Someone should banish me to permanent purgatory, or hide the painted eggs so well that I will never find them.

Punish me for my sins, will you?

I want us to be equal, but if it were 1975, again, and I had on those blue long distance running shoes that I bought to run the mile, and the two mile, in, I would try to leave you in the dust, now, just like I did then. (By the way, I set the mile(4:42) and two mile(10:06) records for my high school the first time that I ever ran each event in my life. And in a few years I would be running around another town, a much bigger town sporting a Mohawk, and hanging around in punk rock bars with drag queens.

From Where Poems Come From

I wrote the poem, "Carol Sucks" in a bowling alley about 15 years ago. It was a Saturday, like today is a Saturday, and I was pissed that I was up, and at the alley, with my son, and her son, and she was back at her place still sleeping. I can't stand bowling, and I can't stand being up early on a Saturday.

We play games, when it comes to sex, sometimes,

but we are never late to the table for food. We give

thanks to A Higher Power for our blessings, and then we chow down.

I do not share my inner turmoil with my grandson.

His presence cleans all problems from my mind.

I am in the now when I hold his hand.

It is a bright, beautiful, optimistic world

when I am with him.

The bug man sprayed last week;

this morning the bugs are laughing at me

Run from that man

he doesn’t have a job.

Praise that millionaire

he put single moms,

and her two kids on the street;

and The Easter Bunny

that sanctions your behavior

rose from the dead today.

Easter Morning 2012

I Thank God

When she shows me her tits,

I thank my Higher Power.

When she shows me her pussy,

I thank my Higher Power.

When I put it in her,

I thank The Lord, oh Lord

how do I thank The Lord

When she comes,

I thank The Lord,

and when I come,

I thank God.

This Great Nation

Republicans, why don’t you take out

the poor, and shoot them; they are not

living your American Way. But who would

then work for you for minimum wage?

Oh yeah, the millions of undocumented

Mexicans who you brought into this great

nation, so that you could pay them even less

than you were paying.

Me and You

Assholes reside in Famous Bands,

they exist on buses,

and on the sidewalk.

Assholes are family members,

supposed friends,

and members of the opposite sex

who don't warm to you, immediately,

when you smile at them.

Assholes are business poeple, and politicians.

Assholes are high school basketball coaches,

Little League Coaches, and your Boss.

Assholes are him.

Assholes are her.

Assholes are me, and you.

People have Little Leauge games to get their kids to. They have to buy groceries, and gasoline. They don't have time to think

He is a star in a fading constellation

that he created for himself then blew it to pieces.

I have never made a ripple on any body of water.

I don’t know if it is polite to wait until others have gone to the buffet, but I don’t care. I am going to be

the first mother fucker at the buffet swallowing sushi, stuffing down wings, and sucking down deviled eggs.

You got your gold record,

and your near anonymity,

but your liver got you

right before you turned 62.

Then it might be Love

Do you do all the really boring things, together

and have fun? Does it matter whether you don't have one cent, or a hundred dollars, to go out for the night?

Does she give in in each and every fight?

Just kidding, but how you fight is important, too; isn't it?

The Final Break Up

She left with his pot, and her purse,

knowing then that he would be sad to see her go.

I gave a big whew today. Rick Santorum pulled out of his run for The Presidency. Even the possibility that that man could have wound up The White House was a very scary thing. I don’t like to be scared.

Step on me I’ll not make a sound

you taught me how to not scream.

Steal my thunder, I was thinking that, too.

I wonder if what I see is what you see.

I wonder if what I wear is what you wear.

I wonder if what I wonder is what you wonder.

I know

I know what it means to serve.

I know what it means to run away.

I know what it means to be locked up.

I know what it means to be set free.

I know what it means to be knocked down.

I know what it means to get up.

I know what it means to say hello.

I know what it means to say goodbye.

(For Kubuki Tet-asan at 3 a.m.)

George Zimmerman's Mental Health Evaluation Test

He sat there, and they looked at him,

knowing that the world was waiting to hear

what they had to say about him. Zimmerman

is the story of the moment. The same cameras

are clicking on him that captured Casey in Florida.

Lady Di is looking down from Heaven.

Not Today

It's hot?

Snot?

I can't see.

In Florida, there is a camera in the bathrooms.

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mention the word, "Love."

Failure

I was quickly on the street

and soon back to what had

put me there. I didn’t have

a care, the things that I worried

about didn’t matter. A pigeon

just shit on my head, and ruined this poem.

Some people say yes it is.

Some people say no it isn't.

Other folks say why.

Some say why not.

Goodbye Everybody

I know I just said hello,

but it is time already to go.

It was a pleasure meeting you;

we’ll shake hands, again, some day

soon, when I have something else to sell.

Somehow

I’m a parasite out drinking the night

didn’t pay for the view I got now

but wow God must be working for me, too.

That ugly burn smell coming from the kitchen was the dogs' rice.

I really must have something better to do than this!

Axl Rose has got $200 million. Slash has got $35 million. Michael Stipe has got $60 million. Henry Rollins has got $12 million.

Ru Paul has $4 million, and I'm trying to sell a celebrity signed TV Guide on the internet. I wonder how much Chuck Dukowski has?

Didn't make the bed(never do). Didn't unload the dishwasher(what a pain in the ass). Took the dogs out. Fed them, the cats,

and the turtles. Wrote, wrote, and wrote: so it has been a succesful day here, at The Offices of K.

Somehow

I’m a parasite out drinking the night

didn’t pay for the view I got now

but wow God must be working for me, too.

Like Anyone

Like anyone will care

that you write a poem.

Like anyone will care

that you post your picture.

In Florida, there is a camera in the bathrooms.

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I just saw Zimmerman. I just saw Zimmerman.

I'm interested to listen to women on tv say

that raising kids is a lot of work. TAhey never

mention the word, "Love."

I need to hire someone to get the clear wrappers

off of my white wintergreen Life Savers. If I can

figure out a way to profit greatly off you, and then

pay you nothing while you open wrapprs for me,

will you pat me on the back as a "success" because

I have money, and you don't?

If I ate you, before you ate me;

what would everybody say?

Goodbye Everybody

I know I just said hello,

but it is time already to go.

It was a pleasure meeting you;

we’ll shake hands, again, some day

soon, when I have something else to sell.

I'd fuck her, is moving in my brain to, I would have fucked her.

I Stay

I’m so out of it

and I don’t think

that I am going to

get in on it, so I

better be happy

right here where I stay!

Bring Me Something

Bring me something.

Bring me something good.

Bring it here. Bring it now.

I want want want want it.

I need need need need it.

Give it to me, Baby.

Ask not what Mikel K has done for you, ask what you can do for Mikel K.

The Republican

He took your pennies

and, then, he told you to cover up your panties.

Would you take a walk on the wild side with Bank of America?

Would you share a cab with Bank of America?

Would you let your your kid hang out with Bank of America's kid?

Would you go to the same restaurants that

Bank of America goes to?

Would Bank of America let its kid hang out with your kid?

Would you sit in the same theatre as Bank of America?

If I could have whispered in your ear

no telling what I might have told you.

There's no telling what I might have told you.

I might have told you hello.

I might have told you goodbye.

I might have told you that I was leaving.

I might have told you that I would stay forever.

I might have told you to stay.

I might have told you to go.

Or maybe I would say to you nothing,

and just enjoy the day.

State of The Art Shit

State of the art shit

does it make you happy

or does it bog you down?

Do you long for simpler times?

My stomach is upset

I shouldn’t have done

those bong hits of bologna.

Everybody feels the rain flow

My constant traveling companion was worry,

and fear was always with us, waiting to

bust out into anger.

This is me. I refuse to lay down.

This is me; still chasing my dream.

I am scared of no man,

and I am scared of everyman.

If you behaved in the intake room of a mental hospital like you do at a baseball game, they would take you in and never let you out.

If you are a true fan, you leave your, and the world's, problems behind you, once you hand your ticket to the man, or woman, at the turnstile. There is no Syria; there is no George Zimmerman, there is no Mitt Romney, or Barack Obama. You are probably never so much in the moment as when your favorite player hits a home run.

The Secret Service is banging hookers

they got caught in Columbia. Where was

The President when they were getting head?

My titanic is sinking

I can’t believe that

gold doesn’t float.

In a short time, I'll be leaving

and I won't have long to get there.

As You

You used to soothe me

now you sue me

for not being the same.

Are you a hippy chick, or a punk rock girl?

Do you long to be a model, or a housewife?

Do you want to wear a business suit

or a bikini to work?

I want to be like Ted Nugent

Stupid,

and perhaps

a danger to himself,

and others.

I want to be like Hank Williams Jr.

Screaming, “Nigger,” backstage

when there are black musicians present.

I want to be like Eric Cantor,

who doesn’t give a fuck.

I think that all politicians should be given

mental health evaluations, and drug tests.

There is, obviously, something wrong with them.

Hey

Shove it up your ass.

You don't come around here

No more personal interaction

No more friendly satisfaction

Stick it up your ass, will ya?

I don't need no one hurting my feelings.

All I can send you is Love

I can't send you money

I won't send you sympathy,

all I can send you, my friend

is love, love, love.

They say that it makes

the world go round, but

try putting Love in your gas tank.

I don't want

I don't want to be a soldier

I don't want to struggle for the legal tender

I don't want to climb the ladder

I don't want to wait in line

I don't want to wait in traffic

I don't want to wait for a good table

at a fancy restauant.

If everyone else is there

I'd rather be somewhere else.

I ain't quite as young as I used to be

The mistakes that used to haunt me no longer exist.

I doin't care if I'm on the guest list.

Bring Me Something

Bring me something.

Bring me something good.

Bring it here. Bring it now.

I want want want want it.

I need need need need it.

Give it to me, Baby.

Answer This

I want to know that I was right;

it doesn’t matter who was wrong.

Money is the issue

Yes, I would love to do it

but I can’t; I don’t have the money.

How many times, in a week,

do you say that to yourself.

hey there i would like to know your point of view on drug test for people applying for welware.

I think that they should drug test rich republican elected officials.And give them all mental health evalutaions!They ain't acting quite right.I m against it..

thank you

Will our time together be long

like my dick

or short like your clit?

She wore her stripper slippers

every where she went, just

in case someone wanted to

slip her a buck, or two.

Alright, sit down, and say

all the things that I want you

to say. Say the things you say

to me when you want me to

feel pretty.

I’m always seeking

never stopping to point

my finger and ask why

does that guy appear to

have what I want.

On Neptune

I don’t see why you worry about me.

I don’t worry about you. I figure that

you are grown up, and all, and are capable

of taking care of yourself. I’m not quite

sure who I am talking to, here, but I Love You.

Meet Me on Mars

We are just alien interlopers

Not really from here.

Not really from anywhere, really.

None of my friends are Superstars.

Many of them don’t have cars.

They play guitar, and hang out in bars.

For years, waiting for children to call

to say, “Come, Dad, do something with us,”

but the call never comes; the kids have

worlds of their own that they inhabit, now.

You found me in a gold mine.

I said my day wasn’t far off.

Continue your investigation

We must get to the bottom of this.

Heads will roll. I will not put up with this.

Anyone found guilty will be beaten.

Bears were scary enough

He looked like a squirrel. Or a chipmunk,

some weird creature from the woods, and

she was calling him, “Her pretty one.” I was

about to go camping for the first time in my

life, and I was wondering if there would be

men like him at the campsite.

Must a been a bad thing

Lord knows Preacher tells us

but in the heat of the moment

I gave in.

Do you ever have Csepwyou Syndrome(Carry Some Extra Poop With You)? It's where you still have some poop on your butt after you are done wiping, and you carry it with you to another place where you finally get rid of it. Your butt itches quite a bit along the way.

Doing Nothing

It's my wall. I put it there.

And I say that there is no way around it.

So, I stand behind it, and complain.

And this is just getting started

I want to be the hand that holds your hand.

I want my eyes to be on your face.

I want your whisper to be in my ear.

I want to come near you, and pull you close.

I want to play with your hair, explore

what's on your mind. I want to make you mine

without owning you. I want to make you laugh.

I want to make love to you.

I m having a happy day

To have a happy day

does everything have to go your way?

Well, I’m down on the day

helped another man who

was lousy on his luck, and

nothing went in my kitty, today.

I don’t want the whole pot

of gold.

On Neptune

I don’t see why you worry about me.

I don’t worry about you. I figure that

you are grown up, and all, and are capable

of taking care of yourself. I’m not quite

sure who I am talking to, here, but I Love You.

I'm The Drummer

I need money for gasoline.

You got a crew of Mexicans

that keep your kitchen clean.

If I'm late for the bus, I'll lose my job.

If you're late to the mirror

it's ok, you got another bag.

You got your eye on the bass player.

Heading Home

She's on that bus

She likes to ride that bus.

She don't like traffic,

thinks that it ain't quite right.

Spring Fever

There is no immediate hurry

here, Little Butterfly. You can

stay for a while, and I won't

put a net over you.

He's shaking hands and pasting smiles onto unsuspecting peoples' eyes.

No Fun

Funny the hold they have on us,

long gone that they are. They

made our lives miserable, as they

sustained us, and, now, from the grave

what they say is still with us. They

are pointing their finger at our behavior,

criticizing the way we look,

who we date,

what we are doing in school.

Did I say, "Funny?"

Funny?

It's not funny at all.

Three generations of ugly

are seated at a table in front of you

and you are supposed to ask

what kind of beverage they would like.

You beckon

I come.

You stumble

I fall.

You shout.

I cower.

You leave.

I am alone.

I slink between worlds

given, and those that

I found by myself.

The last bag of lemons that I got from Kroger, were, perhaps, the prettiest lemons that I have ever purchased. I purchase lemons a lot; I squeeze one quarter to one half of one in the large glass of water that I sip on from all day long. These lemons sucked: they were all skin, and no pulp. You got like a drop of juice out of them. Lemon Farmers Come On!!

"You never have to go to meetings..." says the soft voice on the television. She is speaking of food, but, maybe, you went to meetings for something else, for many, many years.

I just ate a chocolate bunny that thought that it had made it: that thought that there was safety in the discount basket, but there wasn't.

When You Get Old Things Change

Used to be that, in the morning,

if there was a lady in my bed,

I’d roll over to her, whisper in her ear

and we would make Love for days.

Now, I’m more likely to bitch about

said lady taking too much space in the bed

during the night, talking in her sleep,

and bitch cuz she’s not up already making

my coffee. What an asshole.

Artificial Light

It's your destiny to keep repeating yourself

in the worst ways for you

and for those who happen to be around.

The Government won't bring peace to the planet,

and the crack head going through your trashcan

has an eye on your porch, and your front door.

It's Spring, and, soon, I will see a butterfly,

and he, or she, will make me smile.

He wants to be the hottest ticket in town.

He wants to be the one with whom

all the girls want to get down.

Don't pick my flowers.

Flowers ain't Free.

No mail can be

good mail, though

I get my bills online.

Hey I won't be in for work, today

What if a terrorist put a bomb in my bubble gum

and, when I first chewed it, I blew up the world?

I'm getting high on information.

Too bad there is a formation

in front of my home saying that

I have to join them.

There was a time when I didn't have a choice; someone else was in charge of me. This was a miserable period of my life.

Elvis left the building, and I am going to bed.

Sleep Well. Love You.

Sunday, June 10, 2012