As I Stand on the Stage of Beverly's Hill

as i stand on the stage of beverly's hill

the bike ride over with time to kill

will this be day's end an hour before noon

or will i sing with Shih-Hwang

by the light of the silvery moon?

 

when i bid the gate be opened

so by the elevator ride to my perch

will my flights of fancy

ever touch the earth?

 

as i sit here on the stage's end

with blue blue sky in the building's shadow

with the Han here squeezed between

 roads of noisy vehicles belching exhaust

will i choke on my own laughter hollow?

 

what a sorry fellow am i

 like a marshmellow in an airtight plastic bag

squeezed or burned by consumers to a crisp

when all i want to do, lordy mama,

is rag mama rag

12-29-12

 

 

 

 

 



The Pebbled Wall - A Barrier

the pebbled wall

 a barrier

from the dyke to the river

the slope of well-placed boulders

the size of beige melons

eroded for hundreds of years

a place to climb down

to green bushes, tall grass, wild flowers

where small white butterflies flutter

and small black birds take flight...

one could trample all this

frighten away the birds

make shoeprints in underbrush mud

before reaching more beige melons

on the banks of the shallow rushing river

 taoist temple behind

12-29-12

Face Away From The Wind

 society priority

 testicular vehicular

politicians pretend they're globular

get votes from relations popular

 

egrets gather on the Han River

 congregate where fish accumulate

in still waters over dams

get fish in the pooling

 

beauty in every swooping sparrow 

  hat blown to the floor

are you picking up

 face away from the wind

 

 

12-28-12

 

 

Brownbook Magazine

abu dhabi do

booyah Melilla with Franco statue

brownbook.me

Vuitton, Chanel, Van Cleef & Arpels

arab spring, go to hell

 blue LED-electrified fences

occupied pleasures, capturing moments

from scions of casbah enclaves

paradoxes of women in gaza

upheaval and instability in Egypt

affected Ziedan's printing

 international prize of 

handsome U.S. dollars

palestine honey in a jar

urban lifestyle middle east

armenian heritage

western design

socially exclusive Cartier

phony arabic mercedez bends

virtual relationships banned

Emirati Ghassan Al Katheri approved

phony fascist american middle east

not an Arab/Tarzan spring in sight

not a dictator displaced

not a black market sneaker scuffed

12-23-12

Sung to "Edison"

instead of riding up Han River

exercising myself for the day

to the roof garden where i live sir

where Sweeney-Poo likes to play

Sweeney-Poo likes to play

 

the weather has changed not for the better

clouds thicken dark no smog today

wind whips the fourteenth floor rooftop

where Sweeney-Poo comes to play

Sweeney-Poo comes to play

 

oh, now, don't have a cow

you're gonna be bluish

unless you are Jewish

Sweeney-Poo comes to play

Sweeney-Poo comes to play

 

looks like the rain is coming in soon

temperature dropped twenty points today

Sweeney looks scared against the rim where

Sweeney-Poo likes to play

Sweeney-Poo likes to play

 

12-18-12



America on Record: The Inventors I

steel reeds, strips of steel

attached to an

 electro-magnet

making and breaking a current

tuning forks of different pitches

receivers tuned to

 many frequencies

off and on,

 on and off

on long on short

off long off short

 layers of dots and dashes

more than morse

western union's remorse

 

a thin slice of metal

attached to one pole of an

electro-magnet

with the other end of a thin slice

just over the opposite pole of the

electro-magnet

pluck a reed

go on, pluck a reed next to it

produce a current to activate the

electro-magnet

way on over on the other end

and hear the pitch

 from the other end

 

 

with the current off

in the other room he said

"free the reed, Watson"

and Watson plucked the reed

vibrating the reed in Bell's room

Bell moved his ear close to the

electro-magnet

he swears he heard

the sound from Watson's room

flashed from a noise

he tried it again

"come here, I want you"

Watson listened to

electric speech

 

 

12-15-12

 

 

Sung to "Lather"

(sung to "Lather")

david is fifty-eight years these days

he's given back all of his joys

his friends they send Facebook e-mails to him

of their lives which they cannot enjoy

there was darling jimmy, forty-seven maybe

for him life is mostly a prank

and sergeant  Goldschmidt giving pearls to shit

while letting his very soul sank

but david can finally like what he does

lying nude in dear Lin Shih-Hwang's hands

kissing nipples on breasts that look like bumps

and loving her like a free man

12-13-12