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On the murky cloud of uncertainty that is the future of the obscure niche poet with a self-imposed and fast-approaching retirement date

Lo! I feel sick!
Alas! It’s so strange!
Can too many poems
On one topic derange?
Will bagels stick with me
Like rabid dogs’ mange?
Or might I shed layers,
And finally change?




03

12 2009

Why I’m Staring Suspiciously at an Appliance

The streetlamp went out, right when I crossed
My laptop froze up, and my work was lost
I just need this bagel, toasted with cheese
Why must tragic things always come in threes?




02

12 2009

interflavor marriage

few think that we’ll last
from two sides of tracks
so they point and laugh
just ’cause we contrast

onion and plain snacks
– each its better half




30

11 2009

i fill you up

i fill you up
with onion layers
crust and carbs and cream cheese
i fill you up
with fragrant flavors
pleasing tongue and taste buds
i fill you up
in many ways
and whenever you want it
and though i’m glad
to fill you up
i stay forever empty




29

11 2009

predictions from captain obvious

i predict the sun will stay way off in outer space
i predict that dog will come and try to lick my face
i predict these poems will soon get somewhat repetitious
i predict this onion bagel will taste quite delicious




28

11 2009

sleepy thanksgiving

turkey
stuffing
gravy
spuds
pumpkin
whipped cream
turkey
wine
turkey
turkey
trypto
phan
talking
onion
bagel
land




26

11 2009

That clock is a pizza

That clock is a pizza,
Twelve slices round,
Or an onion bagel,
All toasty and browned,
Now it’s a pie filled
With fruit or with meat,
What time is lunch coming?
I’m dying to eat!




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25

11 2009

I Paid For It, Alright

I bought myself a bagel
Paid for it in cash
Took a little bite and gave
Myself a cream cheese ‘stache

Still I liked its flavor
Sweet and oniony
So my second, larger bite
Made a cream cheese goatee

Blind to all the gawkers
Who clearly thought me weird
I bit the biggest bite of all
And got a cream cheese beard

That’s when they all stood up
Said to me “We’re through!”
Where’d they get the nerve to cut short
My job interview?




24

11 2009

Selecting Paint Swatches

Toasted Bagel for the walls
ought to look just fine;
Pair it though with Onion trim,
and this room will shine




23

11 2009

another day, another loss, another half-hearted attempt at optimism

baby be brave
be bold and be strong
it’s not as bad as you think
sometimes the suffering
seems so severe
it sends you right to the brink
but try not to tumble
or turn toward the hurt
time can repair how you ail
whatever your woes are
it could be worse
it’s not like your onion bagel’s stale




22

11 2009