MANIFESTO

I am who i am and this is my manifesto
I do not believe in God, Fate, Faith, Heaven, Hell
and if you base your life upon these things
you will miss out on all the flavor and fruitfulness that is life
many of you, capitalists, worry about whether you'll make 6 or 7 figures
Its just paper, let it go, things cost money, deal with it
if people weren't busy buying $200 pairs of jeans etc. and
thousdands of Millionares and hundreds of Billionares
perhaps there would not be so many homeless, jobless, poor
mental patients offering me 40 cents for a cigarette
the world.....oh the sweet world......the smog...the pollution
Homosexuals cannot marry and Jews apparently have alot of money
let it go everyone. stop caring. live your life. do what you please
be like me. minus the self-diagnosed psychological disorder
people like you make people like me drink.



THE BUKE

A Day In The Life Of A Confused Mind

Should I go to class today?
Why do these cigarettes burn so fast?
How far does a skunk's scent travel?
I thought today was Thursday?
I go, I goes, I'm going, or have I gone?
Doesn't this guy have Lennon hair?
Isn't this a school of technology?
Am I the only one who sees Socialism as a good idea?
Is anyone else pro-choice?
Are you preaching to me, evil Father?
I'm the only one who voted for Nader, aren't I?
Am i becoming cliche yet?
Should i stop hoping for a nuclear Holocaust?
Freddy, Jason, or Max Headroom?
Beatles, Zappa, Dylan or Hendrix?
Sleep?

Underpaid Psychiatric Theraputic Convenient Store

Once an hour, easily, someone walks in, makes eye contact,
and spills their day on the counter.

Since I have nothing better to do, execpt shove slices of American Cheese in my mouth,
I listen.

Deat cat, hospitalized dog, father disowned him, mother sleeping with his father's brother, wife divorces.

I nod my head, in an attempt to console this fool,
who still won't tell me exactly what he wants.

Ten minutes later, the coffee he poured five minutes ago now empty,
he stops to breathe and refill, I turn and walk.

Just as I am about to turn the corner, the son-of-a-bitch asks for something,
a pack of cigarettes.

He grabs the pack, tears off the wrapping, then throws it on the counter,
like I'm a fucking janitor.

I throw his trash away and he makes for the door, cigarette lit before the door closes, what a douchebag.

I fling the swinging saloon-style doors open,
making my way to the backdoor, to find my co-worker.

Lighting up a smoke of my own, I tell him about this guy and his rant,
when I realize, I'm doing the same thing.

America Continued

For Allen Ginsberg


America I've gone dry
Penny Pinchers and Politicians
Coffee Two Dollars plus a cup
The homeless Veteran, a fifth of Mad Dog
America You've gone to shit
I'm Twenty One and drunkard
I blame You America

You make Me pay for alcohol
Yet I cannot drink it outside
I pay for my tobacco
Yet I cannot smoke it inside

America You have failed me
Again and Again You
You are a neverending Letdown

I read and study hard for You
But I still cannot afford to attend my School Of Choice
I work full time to survive
Yet Petrol is close to half my hourly wage
I am told I need a calculator
Yet I can add the numbers mentally

America You Disgust me
Your pointless Wars and computers
Forgotten Poet lingo/language/speaking
Fidel left in right field
I Loathe You America

I pay my taxes
Yet I get no refund
I dropped the soap alone
Yet i feel you behind me

You corrupted me America
Perverted Priests with Vices of Lust
My right to eat meat on Fridays
You make me laugh, America

I don't belong here in your womb
Yet the Umbilical Cord is still tight
I do not like You
Yet i wake up in/next/around You

You won't let me download movies
music, programs, documents
But I do
I cannot speak my mind of You/God/President
But I do
You're unjust, You're non-existant, You're an idiot
What do You plan to do about That?

The Natives were herded like Sheep
Remember The Holocaust?
Senator McCarthy, Lee Harvey?
Gein, Dahmer, Bundy, Gacy?
Manson Manson Manson?

Gates, Walton, Branson?
Greedy Money Hungry Swine
Your Deciples make me wretch
America You are not mine

Due to the face that You
America Fuck Me Everyday
I do not live elsewhere
That's why I,
I am still here

Girl

we watched a movie
you fidgeted alot
hard to pay attention,
when you are here
I'm no good at sappiness,
so this is the best you get
Narnia Isn't real
Neither is God
or Santa.
Mal

My Jesus Return Day

I unlock the door and They pour inside
Like royalty caught in the rain without an umbrella

10 am drunken Mother aged 45 Years
side by side with 14 year old cracked up pregnant daughter
Looking down upon me, handing mom the family cigarettes
"Dang, you've been here all weekend. Must suck for you."
Silent response....."I have a job. Who sucks now?"

The hungover drunken bum, thumbing his last four dollars
to have me prepare him his only solid meal of the day
Sure to return later with empties in exchange for fulls
Still slurring "Have a happy Easter brother."
Openly replying "Keep On Keepin On."

Afternoon batch arrive in their sunday best
Rubbing their eyes after waking up at the Pew
All Jesus did on Friday was "hang around"
Then we hid the Eggs on Sunday
and Blamed it on a rabbit?

The lights are turned off
They are outside trying to get Gas
Fathers Sisters Clergymen Patrons
The spark is ignited and the Book In my Hands

OPEN WIDE THE GATES OF HELL! THE LOWER HEAVENS BENEATH YOU,
LET THEM SERVE YOU! GOVERN THOSE WHO GOVERN! CAST DOWN SUCH
AS FALL! BRING FORTH THOSE WHO INCREASE, AND DESTROY THE ROTTEN!
NO PLACE, LET IT REMAIN IN ONE NUMBER! ADD AND DIMINISH UNTIL THE
STARS BE NUMBERED! ARISE! MOVE! AND APPEAR BEFORE THE COVENANT
OF HIS MOUTH, WHICH HE HATH SWORN ONTO US IN HIS JUSTICE! OPEN THE
MYSTERIES OF YOUR CREATION, AND MAKE US THE PARTAKERS OF THE
UNDEFILED WISDOM!

Blue Light Shuffle

In the spirit of the Steve Allen Shoe, I have an exercise for everyone.....if you are interested.

1. Write something, or use something you have already written
2. Try to say it aloud over some jazz or classical music.
3. Send me the song and the peice, and if you do not want to speak it I can record them all and make a cd of it.

Musical Suggestions.

Duke Ellington
Coltrane
1812 Overture....especially the ending for something angry
Billie Holiday
Bach
Vivaldi

Literary Chaos



















That's My Cigar
Ah You'll Steal Another
Hey Bummers We Got Work To Do
Since When Did You Become Me Mother
Hey, Who Asked You.


Not sure why I put a Newsies song in here. But dammit is that a fine movie.

I Am Pissed Off At

I Am Pissed Of At The Bible for brainwashing the unknowing
I Am Pissed Of At Mark David Chapman for assassinating John Lennon
I Am Pissed Of At Priests who carry torches for kids who carry candles
I Am Pissed Of At English books for not even mentioning Jack Kerouac
I Am Pissed Of At late night television for showing garbage
I Am Pissed Of At that nobody understands the way my mind works
I Am Pissed Of At Yoko Ono for breaking up the band
I Am Pissed Of
for all the right reasons