Truth comes in one golden droplet.
You wait like a blind baby sparrow.
But mom can only bring a rubber worm.
Eventually the sweet droplet meets
the soul's red parched beak.
A lie frequently comes in buckets.
An endless deluge of infinite confusion.
A black thorned brackish delusion.
But a lie will collapse under its own weight.
Transparency always devours opacity.
On the way to my brother's funeral
I prayed for the seeds of his soul
to root in the merciful soil of heaven.
Mostly I prayed not to get a flat tire.
It would have killed me to not arrive on time.
A five-mile drive from a yellowing motel
to the foot of a flat stone,
Thank God both nail and glass
away from my salted path.
Aside his grave I played Bob Seger songs
Then a Holyman wearing dark glasses
recited a bunch of sweet words from a harsh book.
He did a fine job for being a stranger.
I know I have a big heart
Because I can feel how often it cracks.
It's fragile like glass,
But bounces back,
Broken, then fixed,
Then broken, then fixed,
Recoiling like elastic
And snapping back into place.
But elastic gets weak,
And eventually, wears out.
Glass, though constantly breaking,
Can be sealed back together.
I hope I am like glass
And not like elastic.
Two slugs raced around the flower leaving skid marks.
The Beatles, song stylists
so far ahead of their time
Their music, to harmony
what poetry is to rhyme
change garret
chained up garette
change up grade
rubber
blonald bluck
hen party
walk of shame
your worth in eggs
***
The so-called Rubber Bullets are live
And are not to leave hit victims alive…
So, Shooting Time, do not ever drive
And ‘Spraying Hour’ you try to dive,
If really you wish to survive.
Better so than their penetration
Followed by a battle to self revive
Or on surgeries a concentration
To not your family a life deprive...
You go ahead to speedily dive
Like one certain that Death shall arrive
Because Satan you’d seen with Live Bullets connive
In time to stop trooping mourners, often a beehive;
At your residence busier than a bee
While awaiting calming whisky or hushing tea
But also your conveyance for a fee.
attempt to avoid
the quick option of the host
the rubber chicken
A duck got himself a young lady
They went to a cheap hotel
He booked a room - a little shady
Where he’d get to know her well
She was hot but on reflection
He thought that he should use protection
Rang room service, (that was drastic)
Ordered up a prophylactic
A voice said we’re here to be serving
I’ll send a condom with Mervin
Shortly the door went rat-a-tat-tat
And Mervin was there with ‘Merve’ on his hat
Merve said your condom Sir, was it just one
I’ve brought you the ribbed type to add to your fun
I’ll just pop it onto your bill said Merve
The duck said Do you think I’m some kind of perv
We need an alarm clock for daybreaks
For morning calls
For embarking on special expeditions
But down in a poor village
The cock crows
The cold wind blows
The night fades
The mountains covered with mist
The grass wetted
The birds sing
But there is neither bustle of life
Nor ringing of an alarm clock
Inside the cottage
Oh, the parents have long awakened
Before dawn
Their morning begins at four o'clock
Before the night retreats
They are on their ways
To the rubber estates
Their long-built habits
Are their only imagery alarm clock
Mechanical alarm clocks are only
For their schooling children
Who is the man with a rubber toe?
He is none other than Roberto.
Play with my rubber ducky each time in the tub
Wants me to snuggle, give it's parts a rub
Oblige of course
Not really forced
Such a cute li'l ducky, methinks I'm in love
Cars are made of rubber in the land of US
Asphalt highways twist and turn in pain
Erased for your protection at the curb
Life is no ones fault but yours
May the DMV have mercy on your souls
May they require daily inspections in your homes
Stay inside away from stores
Closed but open to suggestion
Avoid shopping at all cost. Walk.
-Safety comes first-
Leave keys on the dash and tongues in the mouth
If you own objects throw them out
Souls are subjects of interest to the powers that be
If they bounce they become intriguing
Gum and coins can be found in the sofa
Couch potatoes can be found above
If you lose your keys don’t blame God
It is not His job
If you look real hard you will discover…..Rubber
Objects are another kind of trouble
You should let them be
Concentrate on the subject at hand
Find the keys
Authors Note: Why are cars made of dangerous materials like metal and glass? Why are they not made of rubber? Rubber bounces during collisions.
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