finger on

[the mingo]

Some things
are totally unfrozen known
you can see them sometimes
moving from out of the corner
of your eye
they can look just like
your neighbor's dog crossing your yard
or a woman you swear
you've met somewhere before
but she denies the whole thing
and says she has never ever seen you
currently this situation is known as
the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict
which goes back to Joshua
it was not ever resolved then
and remains unsettled to this day
it's strange the way a woman
can so strongly remind you of
something you can never quite
put your finger on

[SadLuckDame]

This is a gem.

[the mingo]

Thx, Annie B.

[dadio]

associations link us in odd ways. Good poem.

[stilltrucking]

the moving fickle finger of fate writes...
it goes back to the origins of Ouroboros and
the hula hoop

[SadLuckDame]

Just read an Eric Carl book about the snake who ate and ate. He was so hungry he even ate an elephant. Then with one big burp the whole slew of animal meats came flying back up and out. But, do you know he still went on eating...he bit onto his tail and disappeared entirely.

True story, wanted to add Eric Carl is a cool by me and Jack's mentioning made me wanna mention it.

[still.trucking]

I never ate an elephant but once I did eat a hippopotamus
I ate him from top to bottomus

I be just a silly old fool, when people talk about Israel Palestinian situations the hair on the back of my neck starts to prickle.
We all know it began out on Highway 61 when the lord told us where he wanted his killing done.

We know it goes back to the unresolved issues of world war one that are still bleeding across the middle east. Where avaricious men drew lines on a map
Even before that it goes back to the first lightning strike into the nascent atmosphere of the newly formed earth when the Creator blew its breath across the face of the deep.


i was crossing a parking lot when out of the corner of my eye i noticed movement, it was a woman pointing an accusing nipple at me.

four am
"beware of thoughts that come in the night..." Least Heat Moon

[the mingo]

[the mingo]

Jack I'm crackin' up here at your post as I sit by a window where i see the old man who has come onto the lawn with his upside down zero turn helicopter to cut down all the yellow headed flowers named after a bird. It will be a slaughter. Beginning of the day too, all the yellow flowers were open in anticipation of the sun. There is only a small band of flowers left. They are huddled together on a small rise in the lawn & they look like the 7th Cavalry at the Little Big Horn. They are taking in the sun. Won't be long now. Here comes the old man on his upside down helicopter lining up to make his last pass. A-n-d...it's over. Nothin' out there now except grass, every blade cut to the same length.

I found a small rubber duck on the floor of my dining area last week. I picked it up and turned it over. Says made in China on the bottom. I set him next to my 'puter here. And thx to your post this morning I now have a name for him. I've called him
Highway 61.

[stilltrucking]

Watching the History Channel
They had a bit about how Joshua fit the Battle of Jericho
He had help from a ancient space travelers who used death rays
That's their theory for what it is worth
I am sitting here waiting for the messiah to return

I got a ashtray full of cigarette butts next to my computer
I call it Kurt Vonnegut's amazing grace

Happy I can give you a laugh
Few things funnier to me than then the situation
you put your finger on

[the mingo]

If they dig deep enough into the mound of Jericho they might find the fossilized remains of a death lizard from out of space. You'd think that might change everything but don't put anything past stupidity.

If anybody comes to my door this morning they will be botherin' a man sitting here in his underwear and mindin' his own business. Can I borrow your ashtray? might need it in defense of my own business.

I once had a thought of gettin my hands on Kurt V's fingerbones and having some dice made out of them.

[Arcadia]

loved the beggining of the poem & the following jam... !