Dog Surreal Poems

Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon--had no fiddle,

The little dog laughed, got smashed as a Poodle,
the cow laughed...

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I

Two wiener dogs and their owners so proud
Approached each other right there on the green.
Then, the hounds commenced at yapping so loud.
But that wasn’t the...

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A pretty flower solitary in an abandoned field of endless weeds
-unpicked by a weed lover, who is unfaithful.
A long zigzagging crack on a ruined wall
containing...

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I'll keep it with the hi and  bye 
and silly little text message memes
 the things you think are cute
 but have no value...

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the sun can shine in the rain , drops in between drops its golden rays never stain

bringing out bouquets of all that blooms and sets...

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I don't know about you
but the seeming me abused and cursed
had all my birth fingers burnt off
at the first knuckle before the first lullaby
from too...

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Here & there, everywhere 
lie pieces & parts of me
I exist only in the moments between what is and will be…

Taking a ride to the...

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My guru carries a set of brass knuckles
you'd think he'd be all yes sir and no sir
but instead I get ahah hoho and egad
I can't...

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I
of
warped words
& soundless mind
out of mindless sight
no(some)where
blurring into
the No-Go Realm
(chasing cunning
cryptic clouds
of thoughtcrimes)

I touch
no man's land
out never
where I'm supposed
to be or
not begin

I am there
not here
catastrophically
contemplating
caricatures
of...

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Love those who love you
Appreciate those who appreciate you
A dog never bites its owner
If a dog does just that, it ought to be gently put...

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...But of course the sun banished the moon,
Ripper woke his normal size,
his stomach quite big from the rib roast,
but otherwise he seemed fine.
At first, I...

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It was probably three weeks ago
when I sent my dog outside,
he had all of his business to do,
then he’d come in for the night.
I busied...

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I wandered through the walls alone
Where cut stones curse and split stumps groan.

The Quacks couldn't cure me. 
I was an anomaly. 
A case lost in...

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Village People

It is a quiet place now

Remains of low built houses

Mostly of stone, collapsed, ruins

Walls leaning, broken jagged openings
 
Cloth lays around as if to...

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don't even think about it
a bucket of motel ice in the face
proving the thing in itself does not exist
because he registered all the meanings all...

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