We never saw eye to eye,
you and I.
Me with my growth spurts
and eclipse of hair,
you with high-buttoned shirts,
cravat-ensnared.
We took turns to overlook each other.

Like your birthday on Valentine's:
I, aged nine,
ate with open flies.
You mocked until I begged you cease.
You told me boys don't cry,
but smile and grit their teeth.
Callous, Clements, but I've ground on since.

And ten years on, your white flag
got snagged,
when your lesson on how to heat
one's whisky in one's crotch
landed you at Matron's feet,
and I revelled as I watched.
Maybe we should have been friends.

There's a lot of you in me,
D.V.C.
but a pinch of salt for each trait.
So let's bury the hatchet where you died
and let's put it down to fate
that I wasn't by your side,

with a handful of earth.

oranges and lemons the bells of st clements

and it makes you feel so divine with a nice glass of wine

you see we are all together now

i watched it twice ****** kapow

you see buddha helps us

onto the suburban bus

taking you all around the suburbs

of this small city

you see i don’t believe in god

but i am no atheist oh no

death is more uplifting seeing we all do it

yo beautiful people goes the great wayne from the 80s

you see i think jon english will be sadly missed

and i perform my music with the great man himself

yesterday was a memory it might have been

when rock and roll ever forgets, forgives and regrets

and the parties of the 70s were the greatest i have ever seen

except for the parties that everyone was driven home

no, i hate them, because nobody enjoys themselves

jesus said something wonderful jesus said something true

it’s the truth that jesus never came

jesus’s light is more powerful than you

help me if you can i am feeling down

help me get my feet back on the ground

i know george martin didn’t sing with us

but he was the best **** manager in this ******* land

and then i sang the song

daisy daisy give me your answer too

i am half crazy over the love of you

it won’t be a stylish marriage

i can’t afford a carriage

but you’ll look sweet upon the seat

of a bicycle built for tea

oh batts batts bat your kids are fat

what are ya going to do with that

if you feed donuts to your obese children

they will regret them when your in your teens

mahna mana do do do do do

let’s party on and listen to tim minchin

let’s party to the sound of

don’t stop me now, cause i am having a good time

i am having a great ball

hey kids if you are one of these loners on the gates of oblivion

hitch a ride with brian allan, the coolest young dude of the 90s

this is a disco hit, and we write so many songs waiting for neighbours to begin

and look at amy robinson, yeah she is so nice

you got myself a crying talking sleeping walking living doll

take look how it feels it’s real

i will party with these young dudes cause their cool

oh yeah bow bow, c’mon let’s party

His name was James Clements
We called him Jimmy
I don't know why but
He drank away
His wife
His home
His children
He drove away his employees
And drove into 7 DUIs
Though that might have been
Just another lie
He cut a man's throat
Before rehab saved him
From prison
But not from death
I feared him
Worked for him
Befriended him
I drove him home when he was drunk
But did not attend his funeral

Bought from Clements on a cold afternoon
A coachbuilt navy Silvercross pram
For my third and beautiful little lamb
And when she was born at six pounds thirteen
I wrapped her tight and placed her inside
She had long black hair brushed in a peak
And more lovelier a sight could not be reached
And destiny played out its days and more lovelier
She became each day and now at forty- four
Has four to love and tender and put in seats of cars
Not gigantic coachbuilt stars.

Love Mummy ***

I don't want a Theory of Everything
This world is vastly too complex
Just please places to make my stand
For this life and the next

Celtic Cross on Franklin Street
Guadalupe dressed in green
David Markson's mystery books
Andrew Clements' Things Not Seen

St. Stephansdom in snow
Bangkok temple silent night
Taipei 101
My childhood Mr. Spock kite

Little Richmond shoe store
Mr. Poe in Richmond too
Als Ick Kan in Staunton
The best that I can do

          LLAP. Be true.

from the Harris-Walz front
where liberal minded socially progressive
electorate doth agonizingly grunt
targeted in crosshairs scoped out
eager and ready to be mortally wounded
courtesy notorious big headed
(and bigoted) infamous
for bearing arms
as if going on a hunt
as attested to him and recorded for all of posterity on March 14, 2019 at 3:05 EDT by Analysis colunist Philip Bump, (a national columnist for The Washington Post; before that he led political coverage for The Atlantic Wire. One of the paper’s most read writers, he focusses on the data behind polls and political rhetoric), he recorded one of the most famous and insightful lines Donald Trump offered on the campaign trail in 2016 came during a stop in Iowa, shortly before that state’s caucuses.
“I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody and wouldn’t lose any voters, okay?” Trump said, mimicking firing a gun with his fingers. “It’s, like, incredible.”

"Blast it!!" I am gunning for the glib gal
versus MAGA sugar daddy
gesticulating his arms akimbo,
whose lowball unflattering unprintable
pet phrases for Kamala
indicative of a short, and nasty brute,
whose vile (hints) might be excusable
if he suffered epileptic seizures grand mal
drops names of ruthless dictators as his pal,
who sport trademark coiffed hirsute
allocating, designating, ginning, jumpstarting,
and mandating excessive monetary resources
for his poofed hair courtesy project 2025
and then when confronted becomes immediately mute
and does a spot on rendition of Marcel Marceau
engaging in ******* with a *******.

"Arms akimbo" is an adjective or adverb that means having your hands on your hips with your elbows turned outward. For example, "She stood there akimbo". The word "akimbo" comes from the Middle English phrase in kenebowe, which means "at a sharp angle". The word was first recorded between 1375 and 1425, and may come from the Old Norse phrase i keng boginn, which means "bent into a crook".

After watching some
of the Democratic National Convention,
mainly the first and second nights,
I felt tears of joy rapture
welling up inside me
after listening to such
brilliant, fantastic, nuances
sounding out monologues
utilizing English language
to maximize stellar oratory,
which lengthy list of speakers follows suit:

On Monday, delegates heard from former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, first lady Jill Biden and the president himself.

Tuesday's session featured addresses from former President Barack Obama, former first lady Michelle Obama, Sen. Bernie Sanders, Illinois Gov. JB Pritzker and others.

Wednesday night heard from former President Bill Clinton, Gov. Josh Shapiro, former Speaker Nancy Pelosi and Walz.

Here's the full speakers list for Thursday:

Minyon Moore, chair of the 2024 Democratic National Convention Committee
Invocation by Everett Kelly, national president of the American Federation of Government Employees, and Imam Muhammad Abdul-Aleem of Masjidullah Mosque of West Oak Lane, Pennsylvania
Presentation of Colors by the Illinois State Police Honor Guard
Pledge of Allegiance by Luna Maring, a 6th grader from Oakland, California
Rep. Veronica Escobar of Texas
Becky Pringle, president of the National Education Association
Randi Weingarten, president of the American Federation of Teachers
Sen. Alex Padilla of California
Marcia Fudge, former secretary of Housing and Urban Development
Rep. Ted W. Lieu of California
Sen. Tammy Baldwin of Wisconsin
Rep. Katherine Clark of Massachusetts, House Democratic Whip
Rep. Joe Neguse of Colorado
Mayor Leonardo Williams of Durham, North Carolina
Rep. Raja Krishnamoorthi of Illinois
Sen. Bob Casey of Pennsylvania
Sen. Elizabeth Warren of Massachusetts
Rep. Jason Crow of Colorado
Rep. Elissa Slotkin of Michigan
Rep. Pat Ryan of New York
Rev. Al Sharpton
Members of the "Central Park Five": Dr. Yusef Salaam, member of the New York City Council, and activists Korey Wise, Raymond Santana and Kevin Richardson
Amy Resner, former prosecutor and friend of Harris
Karrie Delaney, director of Federal Affairs at the ****, Abuse & ****** National Network
Lisa Madigan, former attorney general of Illinois
Marc Morial, president of the National Urban League
Nathan Hornes, former student at Corinthian Colleges
Tristan Snell, former New York State assistant attorney general
Gov. Maura Healey of Massachusetts
Courtney Baldwin, youth organizer and human trafficking survivor
Deb Haaland, secretary of the interior
John Russell, content creator
Rep. Maxwell Frost of Florida
Rep. Colin Allred of Texas
Joint remarks on "A New American Chapter": Anya Cook, Craig Sicknick, Gail DeVore, Juanny Romero and Eric, Christian, and Carter Fitts
National anthem by The Chicks
Kerry Washington
Joint remarks by Meena Harris, Ella Emhoff and Helena Hudlin
D.L. Hughley
Sheriff Chris Swanson of Genesee County, Michigan
Rep. Lucy McBath of Georgia, joined by Abbey Clements of Newton, Connecticut; Kim Rubio of Uvalde, Texas; Melody McFadden of Charleston, South Carolina; and Edgar Vilchez of Chicago.
Gabrielle Giffords, former member of the House
Performance by P!NK
Sen. Mark Kelly of Arizona
Leon Panetta, former secretary of defense
Rep. Ruben Gallego of Arizona
Gov. Gretchen Whitmer of Michigan
Eva Longoria, actress and film producer
Adam Kinzinger, former member of the House
Maya Harris
Gov. Roy Cooper of North Carolina
Vice President Kamala Harris.

Shoot! Thar haint no other candidate
within a bajillion miles
worth celebrating with unbridled fête
cuz the other contestant
(hands down) ranks as ingrate
man dragging fetters shrilly mutters,
the opposition mumbles,
no you don't get away with freedom
them words to ****, cuz
against peace mongers
this republic for liberty,
which country stands under
the grateful dead
someone must liberate
the ship of state
one must steadily operate
even courtesy motley skeleton crew
captained, governed, and trumpeted
by weird Wharton wimp
linkedin to leitmotif reprobate
with lips he doth undulate
poisoning the fresh air
and poll looting the audiological
and visual realm of vulnerable listeners
courtesy radio and television waves.

Work my way through guilt and fear
Search for the inspired
My father's voice in my ear
Sometimes quiet. Sometimes tired.

Got a big idea
Green and overthrow
Got to wait and see
Much I still don't know

Got a car again
Hello Halloween!
Edgar Allen Poe
Clements' Things Not Seen

I like Uber rides
Learn from conversations
Songs in Prince's vault
Doves in exultation

   Beware my indig(o)nation.

I'm not really a shaman
But I did see Sleeping Deer
I would like to tell her truly
But truly she's not here

Mircea Eliade
Chicago river green
Mr. Andrew Clements
Me reading Things Not Seen

               To the tweens

Things Not Seen
Andrew Clements

Chicago story
Memory remnants

Invisible boy
Blind young girl

Trust in us
See how they twirl

A little blue hope
In a dark night world

Bobby and Alicia
Nice to meet ya

You taught me
As I tried to teach ya