Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Zinc: Redux in Blue

You give me that fish-face
The one where you're mad
And have the face of a fish
Not an exotic or prehistoric fish
But a trout or a bass
A normal fish face
So I respond by taking a bait-stance
The stance I take when I fear your madness
And I become a salmon egg
At the end of a treble hook
And we come together in violence
Your lip, gill, or throat is now pierced
And though you may taste me
You will die before I can become a part of you
And the god that has orchestrated this
Drinks Hamm's and thinks his son might be gay

Fishing for rainbow trout with your son? Brown trout might be the ticket.

Monday, September 08, 2014

Calcium Citrate

Matt Damon brings flowers to Matthew Broderick
Nicholas Cage brings restrictions to Nick Nolte
The pictue hangs crooked
Perhaps the walls are not true
Or maybe things just aren't right
I could give you a parade of celebrities
And cloak the meaning of this nutrient in wordplay
But at the end of the day
We are left with an artwork askew
And a smokescreen of distractions
To hide something so simple and forgiveable

Use wall anchors to protect your drywall. Insurance is a lie.

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Zinc 15mg

You brought me the zinc and the strength was 15 milligrams
I listed the actors I know:
Jack Nicholson
Tom Cruise 
Tom Hanks
Tom Sawyer
Tom Collins
Tom Boy
And then I looked to see if the capsules were gelatin
And they were

Zinc has been proven to cure disease. So why are we so sick?

Friday, June 27, 2014

Zinc: Things Have Changed

The cats are dead
They were better to me than I was to them
I do not miss them so I must be an asshole
The oldest dog is dead
She had a name, but it makes me cry to say it
The name is/was Ruby
I can write it and not cry
Which says a lot
As far as the relation to zinc
There is none
I just miss my girl

Most of the life around you will not outlive you. Congratulations.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Zinc: Children of Zinc

You had your brother's Bob Dylan albums
Wrapped in butcher paper
Like they were meat or lamb
And you had work done on your nose
So it's a sure bet that nobody should trust you
I had used an Arby's coupon
As kind of a fake tattoo
But nothing like a real tattoo
In fact I lied and there was no coupon or tattoo

Your nose is like meat or lamb! Your brother was a great man.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Zinc. Regular

We left Portsmith with our memories intact
No creatures from an extremist Hell cursed our thoughts
Or so we thought
We got home and the ice maker started to rumble
Cubes of frozen blood destroyed our old fashioneds
The devil did a devil dance to mock our illusion of safety
If only we had known
That a house without prayer is the Devil's home
We'd have rented instead
We'd have avoided the headaches and rented instead

Use tramadol to control moderate pain. Continue living for moderate pain.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Zinc. Just fucking zinc.

We got the zinc through Amazon Prime
Fast delivery in a large box
We have never been happier
Every day since the delivery
We have discovered new things about our selves
And each other
Every night we give each other the "zincy" eye
And are comforted that once we run out
The next batch of zinc is only a click away

Use zinc on your cock. If you fail to have a cock, use zinc on a pan or a plate.

Tuesday, June 03, 2014

Black Box Interactions

She asked me if it was coming in from the sides
and that kind of question only meant one thing
I told her that everything would be okay
and she gave a little laugh and said "not likely"
She had been off her meds for almost three months
and told me daily about how good she felt
"My mind is unclogged" and "I can finally feel again"
and I purposely believed her because the alternative is way too sad
Nobody even noticed when she had restarted her meds
the doctors were exactly where we had left them
She tries to tell me that things are better now
and I think a hidden thought inside, "not likely"

Use a caring look to see past the abyss. It never really works now, does it?

Friday, May 16, 2014

Sapphire Dust

You brought gemstones into this house
Against my wishes
Ignoring my commands
And now we've got Demons
Demons with devil hands
I tried to warn you
Because I knew you'd break the rule
And now we're being dragged down into hell
The light is refracting
From the fires you meant to start
And the Demons are smiling
Cutting opals into hearts
So this leaves the both of us
At the beck and call of minions
But I've got to admit
I'm starting to like these diamonds

Use a clamp to close your hole. Please close that hole.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Never Mind the Bullocks

You talk about losing your center
News Flash: You have no center
You panic with the belief you are untethered
None of us is Sandra Bullock (except, of course, Sandra Bullock)
Like meat right off the grill
We all need to give it a rest
And once rested our juices will find purchase within our cells
Giving us a sense of fullness
And it is this which allows us to put the gun down
To put the knife down
To put the Extra Strength Tylenol back into the medicine cabinet
And wake up tomorrow with the same dumb illusion
Of a center
Of a norm

You are dumb. We are dumb and must abandon the fear of what we are!