The state of things and stuff (and junk).

[Animal Riots Activist]

The state of things and stuff (and junk).

What’s a bear to a pasta zombie anyways?
Who watches those that watch the microwave?
I get concerned about the state of taste bud
topography these days.

That’s not all. I hate MS word. Sometimes grammar
correct corrects me to not to the correct correction
but to some grammar wrong that is. And spell check
is even wurst.

But it goes on. I run my fingers along walls and
walls run their fingers along me, in weird places.
Stop that walls! I’m saving myself for a nice
garden fence. I don’t need your fondling.

What’s that sound downstairs? Does punk rock
really cause vertigo for everyone? Let me try yoga.
No, fuck yoga. I can’t stand to hear the instructor.
Maybe punk rock yoga.

And worst of all: the smell. It’s like a toilet monster
made of bleu cheese shits, asparagus piss, and
garlic mushroom breakfast cereal vomits walked in
here and belched.

[ellajam]

I can’t stand to hear the instructor.

Ha, I thought it was just me.

[RonPrice]

C.G. Jung once wrote that: The true history of the spirit is not preserved in learned volumes, but in the living psychic organism of every individual."-The Survival Papers: Applied Jungian Psychology, Daryl Sharp, Quantum, London, 1989, p. 144. Your poem in all its wildness and candor suggests to me your "living psychic organism."-Ron Price, Australia

[rayheinrich]

"Does punk rock really cause vertigo for everyone?"

That's "vertigo in everyone"
Where's that grammar checker you were going on about?
(Though "Vertigo for Everyone" does make for a good slogan.)

Vertigo is a natural high, just fall back and enjoy it.
For some non-vertiginous punk bands see * below.

This is shear genius:

"And worst of all: the smell. It’s like a toilet monster
made of bleu cheese shits, asparagus piss, and
garlic mushroom breakfast cereal vomits walked in
here and belched."




* Punk bands that inspire(d) awe and very little vertigo:

Streetlight Manifesto (beautiful stuff and no vertigo,
        ska-punk never causes vertigo)
The Dead Milkmen (parody at its finest, Big Lizard in
        My Backyard is one of the finest albums ever produced)
The Velvet Underground(punk? Who cares, its got Lou Reed)
Dead Kennedys (the best ever and ever)
Bad Brains (especially their reggae-punk)
Sex Pistols (ok, it's vertigo and ridiculously bad music...
        but esthetic sacrifices are required to experience the
        sublime majesty of Johnny Rotten and, well, Sid Vicious)  
Fugazi (virtuosity)
Conflict (protest is hard and they do it well)


Rumack: I won't deceive you, Mr. Striker. We're running out of time.
Striker: Surely there must be something you can do.
Rumack: I'm doing everything I can... and stop calling me Shirley!

[Mark A Becker]

Riot you are!

Having just been sprung from the hospital and still under the influence of surgical bliss I know exactly how pushy those walls can be.

I also know that something was either taken out of my head or stitched into it, because it's gotten all swolled up and far too colorful to be real.

Got me all itchy in the fun spots, too.

Those places really need more patience with patients and more patients with patience.

Seriously though, good one for funny farm section of the pen.

...Mark