i)


grumpy on the couch:
i was never loved, doc,
q:(a common whine-)

what makes you say..?
a:a void of feeling..
a vaccum..

q:you are defficient in
everyday emotions?
a:how do i know-

q:you can not communicate?
a:words, they hurt..
q:how so?

a:i try to relate..
q:you feel isolated..
a:i feel alone

a:i feel nothing..
q:you are repressed by
life..

a:i am repressed by life
i would hurt myself but
i am a coward..

i would die..i want to..
nothing to do but how..
life is pointless..

q:tell me about your
poetry-
i got out of bed

ii)

and in my head a
cacophony
that enticed and

bored in about equal
measure
mum,put my eggs on..

where is my paper-
the dog had ripped it
asunder..

mum,put the television
on..
i look out the window-

mum,when did you last
clean the windows..?
everything the same..

what about the weather..
rain..
in my heart a vacuum..

i have to vaccum, dear,
sorry..
where are my soldiers..?!

same as yesterday-where
is my life..
same as tomorrow..

iii)

meanwhile,happy does
a back to back boogie
with a little doxie

he met by rumblelows,
they look in the window
caught in flangrante..