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Nat Lipstadt Jul 2020
poetry with two spoons and a salt shaker

~for poet, writer, Lora Lee, unexpectedly~

my symphonic orchestral accompaniment today, musically
unlimited, except by lack of disowning skill, a voice unkempt,
spoons and salt shaker, there in-nate rhythmic opinions off key,
worse, my manly word-smithy, out o’town in June, July, August too?

He, having an affair with my she-muses, left me bereft & berated,
helplessly hoping, the timpani of my words clashing, overrated,
woeful under-something, betraying my need for spicy sriracha,
poetry, sans hamburger helper, no-tasty, even less-than-average

everyone comes rushing in to the kitchen, hearing my to-sky-voices
howling, thinking something wrong, the four instruments rack up a cacophony of rhythmic-less noises, words emerging, to-a-person, they announce, “you’re no Allen Ginsburg, ppp-please not so early next time”

alas, they don’t know the poems are coming hot and heavy, guess I’ll
go outside, serenade them birdies in the trees, the striped bass in the bay, the rabbits procreating/sleeping/eating under their (our) dock

the squirrels know better, have skedaddled to the next-door-neighbor who feeds them classical stuff with a dollop of jazz creme mixed in, but I don’t care, cause I got all day, the rest of my life, to amuse me & you too

to refine the qualitative, to improve my creative, I’ve gone “native” and the rush is the best, the wind beneath my spectacles (haha) drives my rhyming to lowlight heights of prosody, besides seems

everybody has gone to a different beach, so it’s just me and the giant blackbirds cawing holy hell noises, and I’m thinking seriously about baking pie, but they just don’t get the hint, how annoying is that!


Toxic yeti Mar 2019
Samayel the arch angel
Falling from grace
To hell
To became
The ruler of hell
We all fall from grace
Time to time.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
As a kid jumps
In the rainy
Having a jolly good time
She is faced
With a friendly
Don’t judge a book by its
Don’t judge a dog
By its breed.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
There was a little
Girl with
A blue dress and blue hair
To her
Pet blue chickadee
That’s the size of a Boeing
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
My heart has
Turned blue
Liquidity and
From empty romance
And empty promises
Do take a swim
In my cold heart.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
The news
Says rain
Is cause by
Heavy percipation
But mythology
Tells us that
Rain is caused
By broken hearts.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
There in the night
There was a girl
Sitting on the crescent
To see the constellations
Don’t you wish
You can sit
On the moon to
See the Dipper.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
In the ice age
The people
Chase mammoths
But the chase
And **** unicorns
For their magic
As that winter is
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
Two lovers
Come together
To kiss
But do they
Know that
Romance is an emotional time bomb
It’s just a matter of time.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
In a Marilyn Manson concert
There are two bears
Trying to
Out do the singer
To the point
That everything reverberates.  
Even souls.
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