Submissions by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Oct2019 DEATH &THE LADY'CHYLDE..Poems of grief &despair at death of daughter, Edited, formatted, published by Poetic Medics / produced by LULU. /Fall 2009 Danforth Quarterly (Lawrence,Ks) devoted to my poetry & collage'work./
If I told ye what I Really thought when I put on my trusty thinking cap, taking this Observationalizing, like, seriously, it would be something I could never explain A summation of my observation would go something like this:
"sjue ba;vivSAvvel;ooc;efk; ;rvVrooo EwagdyetwtewWa W joie"
Totally unacceptable. right?
( And beside, I'd never be invited down Lover's Lane ...
( inspired while reading "Who Dies?" by Stephen Levine
Who dies in this all too fatal place ?
I die, "The me" (of "I") (will, no doubt) die............ All die. All the flora. All the fauna. ( All sentient beings) D i e. ( & down the proverbial road.......), Earth dies, Sun dies, moon dies, Solar system dies ( &all beyond) will die.
Terminal Uniqueness is paving my way, much to my disturbance. Much to disturb that art of...
Sometimes A Great, (Bedamned) Notion........Comes Over Me.
Look'it them buckets of indispensable dope/drugs, dropping off dropping off the table edge, down to the floor, and being so clever as to hide under the rug, just in case a copper should happen by the premises. But, as it goes, said copper do naught would give-a-shit, turning that proverbial blind'eye to all these essential nutrients in convenient, encapsulated form, (encapsulated)
With a single misstep, one could hint an oral stercoraceous odor, without the benefit of antiseptic rinse, such an affliction could travel from bad...
Have. Have Not (Naught), What Have You? (a Re-Written Re-Write of a Past Missive)
Haves. Have nots. Excuse me dear Lady. Is it possible you may be in possession of (a) What'Naught to lend?
What have you? You have what? What have you not?
Endless what not spirits not / silly seraphim / Encircling our graceless aura. With all'night, day'long charms of distraction (harm in delusion ) keeping the undifferentiated being from arising / from manifesting the unknow'able...
Hello. I'yam your neighborhood, local demi'god - .......half god, half mortal. ( merely). And what is it that i might be able to do for you today? What'ever is of need todaytoday, I can likely pull out of my (demagogic) satchel'sack again ...
Piss'ant possibilities. i' magine Me b e i n g d'truth ln any self- inclusive instance? (YaHa sayeth he! )
There be no thing of the sort in this wild jelly that shimmies adipose on the walkway where pulchritude struts waiting for, not for me, but see who is chosen by chooser's choice. (Goddamn. Ain't that afckn Blip?)
It'll likely be you or me stationed in the belfry, modelling Quasimodo Fashions for ...