new! - "boiling emotion" search story
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the search for life's meaning can take many shapes - in this case, it's a ring.
Owing an apology
I kicked the dog right off the bed late last night
(but animals don’t mind if you’re not polite)
Then I made the kids walk ten miles to school
(’cause seriously, have you seen the prices of fuel?)
I cooked food for me but made none for my spouse
(there was just one onion bagel left in the house)
But I burnt it like I was so terrified of
(oh why must I hurt the ones I truly love?)
28
07 2009
A Lapse in Judgement
Bagel blown to smithereens,
falling onion-flake-filled scenes.
I wish your hole had not fit quite so well around that dynamite.
I wish your hole had not fit quite so well around that dynamite.
27
07 2009
a possible explanation as to why i woke up shouting “onion!” this morning
the loneliest bagel
once, we were six
all stacked in our sack
the closest of friends there could be
but each one got picked made into a snack and now all that’s left is just me
their scent lingers still a strong onion smell that oft makes me tear up and wail
i fear that i will stay trapped in this cell til time, and fresh air, turn me stale
but each one got picked made into a snack and now all that’s left is just me
their scent lingers still a strong onion smell that oft makes me tear up and wail
i fear that i will stay trapped in this cell til time, and fresh air, turn me stale
25
07 2009
game
smokin’ hot bagels on each of my arms,
rings can’t resist all my oven-baked charms
sesames, poppies, onions and wheats, i make ’em all come leave their crumbs in my sheets
pickin’ up roundies wherever i go, they spread their cream cheese before i say hello
to all you shy bagels who can’t keep it real, don’t hate the eata’, just hate the meal
sesames, poppies, onions and wheats, i make ’em all come leave their crumbs in my sheets
pickin’ up roundies wherever i go, they spread their cream cheese before i say hello
to all you shy bagels who can’t keep it real, don’t hate the eata’, just hate the meal
24
07 2009
Friendship
Some people are like chocolate bagels
too sweet to befriend
While others act like garlic bagels
bitter to the end
Those jalapeño cheddar types
think substance equals style
While yawn-inducing plain ol’ folks
aren’t even worth your while
That’s why the people I love most achieve a noble balance They’re more fun than some slice of toast but don’t brag on their talents They’re real and true like doughy rings sprung from the onion seed They don’t try to be everything but they’re everything I need
That’s why the people I love most achieve a noble balance They’re more fun than some slice of toast but don’t brag on their talents They’re real and true like doughy rings sprung from the onion seed They don’t try to be everything but they’re everything I need
23
07 2009
Sonnet VIII
The State came knocking, pounding on the door,
And when they busted through found quite a mess:
A dozen bagels strewn across the floor,
In varied, lurid stages of undress.
But far worse was an onion sliced in two, With what they deemed was no remorse at all; Its skin was slathered with a cream cheese glue, That kept each half stuck to the kitchen wall.
The agents clenched their fists and cried Why, Lord? Their souls were shattered, battered with self doubt; One tried to hang himself with toaster cord, Until the wiser, other belted out:
Without us there could never justice be — These bagels need protective custody!
But far worse was an onion sliced in two, With what they deemed was no remorse at all; Its skin was slathered with a cream cheese glue, That kept each half stuck to the kitchen wall.
The agents clenched their fists and cried Why, Lord? Their souls were shattered, battered with self doubt; One tried to hang himself with toaster cord, Until the wiser, other belted out:
Without us there could never justice be — These bagels need protective custody!
22
07 2009
Sonnet VII
From miles around they come to see him speak,
Despite the fact his speeches are horrific,
His oratory could not be more weak
If it was watered down by the Pacific;
His voice is chill-inducingly abrasive,
His breath spurts out in phlegmy little seeps,
The only time his talks could be persuasive
Is if their aim was to give you the creeps;
To calm his nerves he doesn’t play that game
Of picturing his listeners in the nude,
Instead he drops his own pants with no shame,
Which normally would get a speaker booed;
Yet everyone accepts his tasteless acts, Since each speech ends with onion bagel snacks.
Yet everyone accepts his tasteless acts, Since each speech ends with onion bagel snacks.
21
07 2009
dressing room mirror, denier of truth
Sweet, Sweet Onion Bagel Memories (Are All That I Have Left)
My first bite of bagel burnt the tip of my tongue,
so to cool it I blew all the air from my lung.
The next bite was so hot it scalded my lip, so I sent it to Iceland on a simmer-down trip.
The steam from bite three felt like fire on my face, so I built it a rocket and launched it through space.
Now my wounds have healed and my bagel’s no more, yet I find myself longing for bite number four.
The next bite was so hot it scalded my lip, so I sent it to Iceland on a simmer-down trip.
The steam from bite three felt like fire on my face, so I built it a rocket and launched it through space.
Now my wounds have healed and my bagel’s no more, yet I find myself longing for bite number four.
19
07 2009
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