In times of impending demise, you might see your life being replayed across your mind. Sometimes it’s in fast forward, sometimes in slow motion, sometimes both at once. Life flashes in random order, constantly cycling in and out like an out of control tilt-a-whirl at the county fair. You’d think that with all those moments stuck on a playback loop that one would walk away with perfect recall of all the events. Not true. You can remember things like the first time you pooped in your diaper and that piece of Bazooka Joe bubble gum you pocketed when you were ten years old. Every detail, no matter how small or insignificant will come flooding back. But what the heck just went down, draws a complete blank.
when death feels certain,
life flashes by in seconds—
don’t regret the show
This fashion is in, that one is out
narrow waists with baggy knees
Wide lapels and razor-thin ties
Who knows what will be
Slicked-back ducktails
top off muscle t-shirts
hoping to attract
coy smiles from a skirt
My friend and I dress real dumb
bowling shirts plugging Bazooka-Joe gum
The girls see us, giggle, and flee
Who knows what will be
The Cinnamon Bazooka Bun is an ardent dough
a pound of sticky heat that dissolves
the tongue in an ****** of butter.
There is an uncertain pantless fervor here
in the parked Impala, a craven pursuit of the
spiral core, winding mounds of sacchariferous frit
A cop drives by--and we shrink in our non-chalance
our frosted, reunion-phased glaze betrays no chance
that something untoward is not happening here.
Wads of Bazooka Joe under my seat
cigarette smoke in the john
Butting in line for some 'mystery meat'
giggling at boys with a 'hard-on'
This was the kind of mischief we made ~
before handguns replaced baseball card trades
Here's a cool word, it's a “lollapalooza”
From ancient times just like “zippity-doo-da”
You young'uns have yours
But old folks more mature
Have our own cool lingo like a gum called Bazooka
I am glad you called, the neighbor gossip said.
You know our friend who had a heart attack?
The one next door? Yes. She has had a brain bleed.
That sounds horrible.
And the woman across the street, she got her leg run over by a car.
What happened?
She was getting out and the car rolled over her leg.
Forgot to put it in park?
No. Her husband was driving it.
Was this the guy who tried to kill her last week?
Uh-huh.
What’s she going to do about it?
What can she do? She is too old to work, a bit lazy I guess.
Isn’t she in her eighties?
Yes, but there is always Wal-Mart.
Hey! There is a dog out there; I wonder why.
In your yard? No, but walking this way. Maybe I should get my bazooka.
You have a bazooka?
You are darn right I do, and I know how to use it.
I have to go. I see a strange guy in the neighborhood.
I have to call 911.
What is he doing?
Nothing.................yet.....
Pink as a baby’s bottom.
Pink as 1960’s Bazooka Bubblegum
Pink as Barbie’s Dream House
Pink as a 1959 Cadillac with chrome tailfins.
Pink as a perky, pretty, popular, pizzazz-y petite preteen.
We nicknamed her “Pinkie” which made her laugh.
Here's a cool word, it's a “lollapalooza”
From ancient times just like “zippity-doo-da”
You young'uns have yours
But old folks more mature
Have our own cool lingo like a gum called Bazooka
Cohen’s a snitch, an eel,
A despicable squeal,
Why I once trusted this horrible man,
This sniveling lawyer whose life is a sham,
Is simply beyond me a momentary lapse,
Yet one more sharp pain that my energy saps.
And while this all irks, stealing my time,
I revel in knowing the payback’s sublime.
His next stop a cell, depressing and cramped,
The perfect abode for this creep to be dumped.
As for these democrats digging for dirt
Little they realize their pistols just squirt,
I’ve the bazooka loaded and primed
Waiting to fire at the moment best timed,
So let them all revel while they still can
For I am the gale force to their puny fan.
Here's a cool word, it's a “lollapalooza”
From ancient times just like “zippity-doo-da”
You young'uns have yours
But old folks more mature
Have our own cool lingo like a gum called “Bazooka”
bazooka gum
folded comic strip
the smell of summer
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Hi, Santa, I want a pile of North Pole snow
and I’d sure like to know if it’d be too hard
to make my present a fulltime body guard?
My big brother treats me bad, he’s so mean,
and I know he wrote you for a guillotine!
He does gross things with spit from his tuba
and always shoots me with his bazooka.
Please, a guard on the scene until I’m eighteen?
9/9/17
A continual downfall
Daily was at a crawl
From so much alcohol
This problem I'm going to solve
When you keep bringing in the haul
It's sad how many of ya'll
Want to brawl
Just another brick in the wall
I'm out to ball
Unread messages and missed calls
No time to stall
When it's money, I want it all
Got to stack it tall
Not getting involved in anything small
Not pseudo
Numero uno
Out for mucho
Heart colder than pluto
It's like hallelujah
When I get that moola
Here to always outdo ya
Even If I got to use a bazooka
Or put you in waters with shark and barracuda
From here to beyond the Bermuda
7/13/17
Cowabunga
I'm coming in with a hunga munga
Near and far from any rotunda
Going in and out the umbra
While close and beyond yucca
Across desert, grassland, forest and tundra
Yargh!
Now I'm wielding a katar
And scimitar
On par
Ready to spar
Time I raise the bar
Hallelujah
Next I'll use the zhua
Above and below plants and fruit trees such as satsuma
Regarding any terrain with or without puma and vicuna
As well as waters that do or don't have tuna, beluga and barracuda
If that doesn't work, then surely will the bazooka
Impenetrable Barrier
I shot a bazooka at it, but
was not able to put a dent
in your impenetrable barrier.
Whatever is behind that barrier
I see that you are prepared
to defend it at all costs.
But what if that barrier is keeping
you from what you so desperately
long to receive?
Then again, maybe it’s not
the whole barrier that may
need to be removed.
Maybe it’s just certain layers,
layers that can only be removed
in a place of humility.
Some barriers are great to have.
Some barriers are necessary.
However there are some barriers
that are just as destructive
as they are protective
How do you know the difference?
I know a King named Jesus,
Willing to give of His perfect
wisdom and discernment
to all willing to receive.
He can show you which layers of your
barrier need to stay, and
which ones need to go.
He can show you which layers
are useful, but may need to
be modified a bit.
He is able and willing to give this
wisdom and discernment
to all willing to receive.
But I will give delightful caution.
He will keep it coming for a
lifetime.
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