Destroyer of worlds and nations kneel
at my feet as I melt through steel.
Armies commanded know the deal,
none shall survive the warrior’s zeal.
Call me Atilla the mighty Hun’s ideal,
lord of the East whom the West conceal.
Feasts and spoils all brought to heel,
all that we need we kill or steal.
Belief in a god myself is surreal,
imagine my surprise from such an ordeal.
Much anger I have when they reveal,
the cashier’s words, “Enjoy your meal.”
A new way undone
beyond the broken chains few
Love and compassion,
machine-made masters to stay,
bringing sinister presents,
Vicious love for something sexual,
speak of the devil it’s pure intellectual!
Joined at the junction of intimate function,
massaged with a kiss will never malfunction.
Open the mail and lick the stamps,
the taste that gives the tongue the cramps.
Clockwise spins and grins called sins,
but in the end it’s both who wins,
a visit from the splendid, sordid snorkeler.
Dear lord what have you done to yourself?
With a face like that I’d think you’d know
better than to let a blind Maltese monk
bring forth the scissors of San Giljan.
You’re not even Christian though
your name suggests contrary to the wise.
So why is it now that you’ve been circumcised?
And what’s with the hair on your chin?
Don’t tell me if you think I should know.
Just leave it for guessing and that’ll do,
the truth is too much for this conversation.
But I’ll get over it and move on with my life.
For now I’ll go blind but I have to remind,
your haircut sucks for all of mankind.
Such a stupid title for a poem,
I know you’ve been thinking it.
What could possibly be said
about melting ice cubes in a glass?
Well shut up and listen and
maybe you’ll soon discover
the secret wonder of such
a wonderless phenomenon.
Water floating in water and
water is made when the
solid meets the liquid and
interbreeds chaos between them.
So simple and boring but
snoring is not an option
when you plop five icebergs into
a fresh pour of the devil’s pop.
Hear that fizz fizz fizz and
soon after you’ll realize to
never write a poem about
melting ice cubes in a glass.