You walk into a supermarket
The one with the
Fake
No wait! This sounds better!
Faux
British name
And look at the candy display
For Christmas
With the Styrofoam snow
You see the big
Self-important sign for
Raisinets, which is sold for thirty pesos
And say to yourself,
“Sounds god!
I mean good!”
You get your wallet and pay
Dismissing cheaper alternatives
That are equally tasty
And not reading the back of your Raisinets
To see where it’s manufacturing
Was outsourced
Without blinking
Without questions
Without batting an eyelash
Without thinking it’s unreasonable
Without realizing Raisinets
Is just chocolate-covered raisins
The kind you buy at some
Random movie counter
(A value of fourteen pesos a bag)
Given a classier name

It cost her three and a half dollars to send me this white package filled with a bag of raisinets, a few cheap Valentine’s Day decorations, and a note saying “I’m proud of you”


It meant so much to me
She will really never know
I’m proud of her too

So what is the new next thing?
isick ilich selum lee lay lum
syntax brizoke choke sizome
jabber wizock riverrun,
past Eve and Adam
Raisinets, Kay Jewelers, Round Up ‘s the way
Nirvana sun Gaga Ketchum drum Bellum

Numb undone-or-been done “that’s right son you tell’m”
“Ugh a rhymer?” “a diner.” “no stop it,” “crop top it.”
“No really I’m feeling like this meter is cheating”
“but I can’t stop,” “that didn’t rhyme” “oh yea”

So now what?
What is there?
Can I go any further?

Not not, come **** ****
September November taint
I, you, it—‘s all ****

Right about mid morning
I somewhat get the hang of it
After my fifth cup of coffee
And a pack of Raisinets

It seems a constant struggle
To keep it in the loop
If you don't hit the daily double
Then your no longer in the groove

The only thing to count on
Out of everything I see
Life is not as easy
As we're lead to believe

If I have a chance to jump
It's mostly in a lake
Not all the time mind you
But more often than I care to say

I've even lost a couple inches
In all my running round
Have I failed to mention
I keep beating myself down

The only thing for certain
In everything I see
Life is not as easy
As they'd have us believe

I've learned the art of waiting
In the waiting line
If patience is a virtue
I've wasted to much time

The way of finer living
Is spinning down the drain
The only thing life's giving
Is more of the same

*It keeps on confounding me
All of this I see
Life is not as easy
As it all first seemed

"Come here, my little monkey," I said to my little monkey. I'm harder to miss as I'm a bigger target.

"Come here, my little monkey," I said to my little monkey.
I'm harder to miss as I'm a bigger target.

"Come here, my little monkey," I said to my little*
*monkey. I'm harder to miss as I'm a bigger target.

"Come here, my little monkey," I said to my little
monkey. I'm harder to miss as I'm a bigger target.

Goobers & Raisinets

"Come here, my little monkey," I said to my little monkey.

I'm harder to miss as I'm a bigger target.

Another mixed child, miscegenation gone wild.

Our Love Parade is Forever

People are stubborn...willfully stupid.