Daily Doggerel (they happen whether you see them or not)

Padgett Station

The bridal party at the next table
cackles, selfconscious in thier joy
or desperation, doting on the waiter
who might be French or Puerto Rican.

Meanwhile, my fiancée reads French
sotto voce
while I write this poem.

© mckenzee 2007

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It seems that I forgot to mention that there was a new C∂ulhuvi∂a on Sunday.

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From the BBC: "For just 48 hours, art lovers will be able to download an original work by artists Gilbert and George."

Gilbert and George are (one) of my favorite artist(s) and a strong influence on some of my college artwork. I think I see some G&G in Sinister Bedfellows, too.

Snag it and print it while you can!

Daily Doggerel

In a Van Down by the River

I'm tired of living in Tom Wait's dreams,
waking up to thrift-store coffee and I.O.U. soup.

My dad never killed that fatted cow.
When my ship came in, it was a Jersey scow.

© mckenzee 2007