dVerse 413 — The Mechanics of Drudgery

The Mechanics of DrudgeryAnother annual review rolls around.Another evaluator passing through.She thought this one was decent,But he’s new, after all. He needsTo prove his own worth to admin. Wearing Little Marco Florsheims,He tells her she jokes too much,That she makes her colleagues Smile. (We know where laughter leads.)A light heart may cause outburstsOf hope. We…

#FF — The Temple

The Temple I meet Jeremy at a political rally. He’s selling buttons that are pinned to his white robe. Jeremy looks like a young George Harrison. He mesmerizes me with his smile and soothing tones. On the back of my purchased “Clean Water for MI” button, I notice contact information for The Temple. “What’s the…

dVerse Poetics — Gotham: The First Domino

Gotham: The First Domino Ship cast asea, its belly full Coal gone, no more steam Itched and brittle with scurvy Noxious fog, lost instruments Sails hoisted, yet no wind Mates and passengers alike On our knees, we cough and pray, Facing mid-Atlantic gruesome end, To end albatross, millstone ’round Our sickly necks; orange, stenched Corpse,…

Song of a Baker by Small Faces

I almost used this song for #SLS yesterday but I didn’t know if salt would be acceptable as a spice. I have to say this live version is music that strikes a chord. The Small Faces were an English rock and pop band from London, founded in 1965. The group originally consisted of singer/guitarist Steve Marriott, bassist Ronnie Lane, drummer Kenney Jones and keyboardist Jimmy Winston, with Ian…

dVerse Q353 small bruised hands

small bruised hands puppetmastermakes them jumpwith greedthey understandthe code, the costgrift-gained wealthjumping throughpublic hoopsof humiliationwooden facespainted with liesdeny deny denysoulless brokerdirty danceswith flaccid shillsbody countof dead &/or terrorizedcontinues to rise Note from the website I nabbed the image from: Paul Klee (1879-1940), aka ‘Buddha of the Bauhaus’, made eight glove puppets for his son Felix’s ninth birthday…

#SLS — Getting Spicy with, “Pepper” by The Butthole Surfers

image link I scrolled through a ton of lyrics, searching for various spices, including the word spice itself, before I happened across, “Pepper” by Butthole Surfers. I’d heard the band’s name before, and the song was familiar, but I hadn’t put the two together. The song is compelling and should have an earworm warning with…