[tabby title="Poem"] “Don’t bolt your food,”my Mama cried.I heeded heradvice sometimes. So natural to meis that wisdom a priori,it must have comegenetically. I sat downat the feast of life,and watchedthe diners gag and die. They bolted food,those greedy souls,and cried,“What...

[tabby title="Poem"] Pinocchio is a puppet.He tells the lies his ventriloquist puts in his mouth.Pinocchio's nose grows with every word he speaks.Pinocchio's face hangs on a banner in the Halls of Justice. Pinocchio's head has termites,and one day he will...

[tabby title="Poem"] When we bombed the Garden of Eden,the smoldering ruins of Iranbecame just another installmenton the Seven Country Plan. Cast your votes with the missilesof mass manufactured greed!But Democracy comes from the heart—it is the Wisdom of Equality. Whitman...

[tabby title="Poem"] Around the boardroom tablecome sit for the Last Supper,if you are a Chosen One. We'll make the right decisions,so nothing will be left--or even in the middle. That's how we roll. We have an agenda.Don't get in our...

[tabby title="Poem"Oh, who will trust a poet—No matter how he pleadsThat his poetic musingsAre just what you may need? You trust the man of science,For he can show the wayThat flies can walk on waterAnd ride upon the waves. We...