All of those things
That people said
That planted rotten seeds in your mind…
You know, the ones that grew
Tall like a mutant ****
The ones that
Choked out all of your flowers
There are many
But it is a lovely day
In an infant May
You can go to your shed
Get your shovel
Go to where your garden grows
Dig each one up by its roots

Just

Like

That

Should I sit around and think about
how miserable I will be tomorrow
or should I live this day more fully?

On the one hand, lamenting what
has not happened yet steals the life
from the moments of the day;

On the other hand,
there is something to be said for
advanced-planning!

A hind leg
Shaped like Antarctica
Will scratch us off
This golden retriever.

A passing UFO
May crop-dust us.

We're nibbling cheese
Near the trap;
Swimming upstream
Towards spears and nets;
Making reservations
In a roach hotel;
We're in the cross-hairs
Of Mother ******;
The place needs sheep-dipping
Before dinosaurs walk
On a new coat.

higher!!!! more
   in tune: more cognizant:
helpful,

instead of burying my head
   let me:
help an old lady,

feed a stray kitten,
     instead of grey
matter:  stacking in me.

self absorbed: get off
     my throne: say,
what might I do for you?

Can I wash your dishes?
        take out your garbage?
Buy you groceries.

Teach you two plus two?
           equals us and
the future.

Or assist a dog *******
              starving hungry,
with giving a bone?

Where is my happiness?
            is it in wobbly drunkenness?
I am asking,

All these questions;
      of me:
not of you.

What exactly is counter-culture?
Colorful sleeve tats,
neon hair,
outrageous fashions,
multiple ***** piercings,
crazy ******* ***?
I think not,
that ****'s been around
for centuries.
I apologize for my foul language.
:)