"chesse" poems
Fish wearing hat's that's insane
if a fish wore a hat then a cow could fly a plane
but that's just crazy
like an elephant sitting on a daisy
or dionosurs singing
but there to lazy
or bee's with chesse
or snake's that sneez
but fish don't wear hat's
that's insane
Mar 31, 2012
Mar 31, 2012 at 2:54 AM UTC
No one dies twice, keep living each momement, making love and money, heel to toe, step by step, always ahead, stopping only for poached eggs, buttered toast, and grits, reading the Times, sipping coffee black, a cab to the Park Avenue office, calls to Lisbon, meetings with subordinates throughout the day, sometimes laughter, sorrow lurking bemeath smiles, all the while pretending, Central Park filled with joggers, solitude in the sky, a bagel with cream chesse, capers, and lox, a new tie at Brooks Brothers, memories of Andover, sun-bleached benches, Columbia beating Princetion, Harlem hidden, a chapter or two of Dostoyevsky, daydreams of ecstasy, a hotel room at the Pierre in mid-afternoon, her golden hair brighter than the sun, covering her shoulders and one of her young ******* the rest for loving, an endless stream of searching souls, thousands making millions on Wall Street, vapid, vacuous, empty endeavors, dinner at 21, a long stroll up 5th Avenue to 63rd, back home that had never had been a home, a kiss on his wife's cheek, she always meek, no one dies twice.
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 1:26 PM UTC