“Well.” And with that James got up and started for his room.
“You can have those onion rings... I’m not hungry anymore.”
“Why’s that, you even cry for the onions, now?”
“Asshole.”


ithaca Ithacaithaca by ~Chapeau
Ithaca flows back and forth
And never could she settle,
sit and smile with crossing legs
her home was called in transit
Ithaca
Whose face I've known
In tumbling weeds
and city streets
reflected in the pavement
Peering past the skyscrapers
Hand once held as infant
Where have you gone?
Ithaca
I felt your breath again that day
And everyone has known you once
How few have sought to find you out
How very few have found you
What flyspeck few have walked your streets
The cobblestones of Brigadoon
Ithaca
Whose fences always wash so white
But never hide the meaning
Who named the sky cerulean
And dancing


THEM THEMTHEM by ~Chapeau
There
There in
Hallowed halls
I saw {THEM}
Knew {THEM}
Was {THEM}
Was with{THEM}
Was one with{THEM}
{THEM}who frequent my daydreams
and nightmares
Truly the "Greatest minds of my G-G-G
Generation"
The angry Zen voices
borne of
broken record daydreams
and
A nostalgia for
Old school MTv
Whose colored hair
And punk rock Pre-history
Bled into the later breed
Of Peudo-intellectual soothNaysayersI
saw {THEM}
Goatee-ed and long haired and
Jerry Garcia'd
With an air of werewolf and
Stalin
I saw {THEM}
On stilted genes with Rushmore
Faces
Writing circles


dayshift Dayshiftdayshift by ~Chapeau
See the ghost
of Allen's mother
dancing
naked
frightening
Mad
Old Karl Marx
put a spell on her
She's not the one
She was before
She screams now
For the ones who come down from the ceiling
To put her on the dayshift
And notice how old Aqualung
Stands a dirty guard at preschool
And eyes little girls
As the worst of fathers
Still
His eyes tear for you and me
Even as we pass
And pity him
As he does you
As he does me
For working the dayshift
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