Short Hancock Poems

Brits have gone bonkers over this:
Matt & Gina just shared a kiss!
Unless you are wealthy
Kissing is not healthy
Keep your distance!  NEVER share bliss!...

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Fringed by putrescent dusk
Fingernails dig beneath graveyard wounds
Fostered by lexical warfare
Within the harrowing fiascos of tomorrow
Nothing but bated memories
Braided by skin, coffee, and cigarettes
Branded by concrete whispers...

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Could Read John Hancock

We could clearly read his John Hancock,
And so big leaving us in a state of shock;
Of impact,
Lost track;
Still showy and wanted to knock off block.
(Signatures do seem to be out of stock.)

Jim Horn...

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On Michigan Avenue,
 I used to go to college,
 worked in Magnificent Mile –
 Hancock Building was my view.
 
Of an epoch different style,
 Water Tower stands as remnant,
 architecture magnifier -
 on Michigan Avenue. 

People shopping in boutiques,
 buying their favorite brands –
 niche markets have new trends.
 
Sun is blinding the million windows.
 All is fashion of elegance
 on Michigan Avenue....

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We'll just say I love you,
(though people say it's just puppy love,
though it never was between them and me,
but me and you)
and I know I always will,
but we are not "we" anymore,
so I will now sign this really big,
like ole John Hancock,
I will make it big,
so you won't have to squint your pretty eyes to read it,
so let me sign this declaration of independence,
saying it is no longer "we",
but the new "me", since again,
I'm on my own....

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THE TOILET
 
I visited the Toilet - A grand salubrious place
Of gleaming Glistening tiles - a really pristine place

A space to hold a Banquet - A conference of a ball
With tops of stalls and toilet doors - for those who like a fall

I know I rush-ed into it - what purpose, don't recall
For I slipped on Gleaming, Pristine tiles - and went smack into the wall

So, if you have a desperate need-go slowly if you will




William Hancock
03.02.2005
1444Z...

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The act his men did condemn 
No exception: all of them;
Twelve thousand in his pockets,
Eyes causing to leave sockets,
His cheeks ripening for slaps,
Ears for women's shaming claps;
A union's contribution
For daily distribution...

Had meant it as a surprise,
Twelve and Low Account should rise;
He'll argue it "No idea!"
With benign smiles mask real fear...

New seen Mafia films on jobs
That leave behind irate mobs;
Hancock trying to be smart
Ends up jolting Trusting Heart....

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