the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

Paris ain’t a dumb blonde

Last week in Europe
Paris met a guy
At a cool nightclub
Oh, “he was totally hot”
So hot
She had a spiritual experience
She said at a private Kabbalah
Not new-age theosophy
But a philosophy of action
Bash at the Big Apple
How dare you
Call her a dumb blonde!
A week earlier
Before her spiritual nirvana
Our Hilton heiress
Won the coveted membership
Of the Ninja Strike Force
Of the Cult of the Dead Cow
An ultra-hip group
Of hackers and tech activists
Apparently Ms. Carwash Hilton
Hacked--how clever--the voicemail accounts
Of Lindsay Lohan and other hot dogs
How dare you
Call her a dumb blonde!
Please let her have
Her double hamburger
With mayonnaise and cheese
And her totally hot guy
In peace

15 September 2006