"teleporter" poems
flip flip
flip flip
flip flip
flip
you can
fly on a pegasus
whisper to willows
sing with sirens
and dance with dragons
with just
one
flip
so, pick up
that softbound teleporter
that portable magic
that gift you can open
again and
again
and
again.
pick up a book
flip
discover,
and
dream.
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 8:47 AM UTC
Give the suckers what they want. PT Barnum
Vibrating condoms that stay hard when you can't.
Pigeons that don't **** Invisibility cloaks.
Parents with a mute button. Happy nightmares.
Politicians with Pinnochio noses. A blow job app.
Self-repairing cars. Seduction lie detector.
A time machine. Mind reading headset. Hope.
****** pills. Portable STD scanner. Edible cups.
Gourmet cook robot. Sincerity meter. Honesty.
Gun gloves. X-ray specs, Teleporter. Laughter.
Anti-loneliness inhaler. Broken heart tape.
Complete do it yourself dental care kit.
Many other brightly colored useless objects.
Find an Angel. Do a start-up. Go public.
The American Dream: have more money than god.
~mce
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:50 AM UTC
No one loves a day at the museum
Any more than me
When the teleporter pad told news of the exhibit they had
I grabbed the wife, the kids, the keys
Hopping into the Luna Matrix
And transporting our butts downtown
The excitement in our car of the future was sticky
Not a one of us made a sound
With my mind controlling the air brakes
I did a one eighty up to the curb
Two old ladies with their mouths agape, which wasn't their forte
Had no time to utter a word
As we scrambled out of our car of tomorrow
We could hardly wait to see
Something so special we could not comprehend
The wife, the kids, and me
The revolving door was revolving
I'd say at the speed of sound
Spitting us out one by one
As my family was inward bound
There it was locked tight behind glass and guard
Kept safe all of these years
A sight truly so unbelievable
It brought us all to tears
This experience we had together
Blew our minds for all they were worth
The crowd sat in silence at the wonder of it all
Gazing at
"The last Good Time On Earth"
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 6:31 PM UTC
Trusted a jump into the teleporter
Took me to a new life where I only dissipate it
Wondering on this adventure,
so time consuming
Where did I lose it?
Everything is no longer the same
Hopped on commercial airlines to move on and missed it
Still here by tradition
No regrets with my decision to be by this location
So dark and dense;
quite fitting
Like I'll stay with enjoyment,
but when I perceive the future,
I can't hold it
They sold it to me
in my hands and I dropped it
Mistakes by the ocean
Muddy waters hit the surface
Got out my board,
now surfing;
Wave riding
Felt something hard hit me while crashing
A bottle & note inscribed
"Wave after wave day after day,
through mistakes made,
you are the person you are today"
Don't waste tomorrow
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 3:57 PM UTC
If only you let me....
I'd take you whole, make you mine, and never ever stop.
If only you let me....
I'd build us a teleporter and whisk you away, even though you know I don't like leading.
If only you let me....
I'd be the One.
Then there's the question.
Will you?
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 10:01 AM UTC
MAL...FUN...CTION!
Her voice was all italics.
Her worlds in bold
and in BLOCK CAPITALS.
"Shhhhhhhh!" I said
in lower case.
"Shhhhhhhh!" I said agian
reducing my voice to a size 9 font.
"You say you saw a head..."
I said
"...sticking out of
a brick wall!"
She just nodded her head.
Too scared of words.
And - sure enough
( God bless her little cotton socks )
there was a head
sticking out of a brick wall.
"Well..!" I said "...well!"
to steady my nerve.
I thought at first
it was only a ghost
a trainee ghost
not sure as yet
of the mechanics of the process
of passing through brick walls.
But the explication was
not as commonplace as all that.
"hElP mE. . .hElP mE!"
the head said
in a Capt. Kirik-ish
kind of way.
For yea - it was he.
I thought now was
a bad time
to ask for his autograph.
"Tele..." the head said.
"Yes, yes old chap?"
I said.
"...porter!" the head said.
"Ahh you see..." I said to her.
"There's always a logical explanation
...the teleporter broke down
just as he was being beamed down
through this here
brick wall>"
"Oh...is that all?"
she said
finding her voice again
and not too shy to use it.
And so we continued along
down to the local Bingo Hall.
Never was one
for all that
Star Trek stuff.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 1:33 PM UTC