The windows the
windows. I’m tired of
being the next
great poet you’ve never heard of.
Really,
Author: johnbrandall
John Randall is a writer living in Missouri. His interests include camping, running, walking, cutting and burning wood, messing around with magnets, foraging, and listening to podcasts, many of them about baseball.
Morning Prayer
write write write
Let me write until the morning light.
Glory, frying pan, coffee.
Sun, don’t I know you?
I dream to wake before you age.
Banango
a mostly banana mango often confused with the mañana which itself is often confused with often infused with tomorrow
Pick-up Lines
1Teeth brushing is the moral imperativeof the go-go dancersin the convention hall. 2Picante just the name givento a sauce with peppers in it.They don’t even have to beall that hot.
Lesson Learned
I used to a have a nice anthology
of Beat writings. Poetry, fiction, excerpts.
I got rid of it to raise cash for buying paint.
That was dumb — but very Beat!
Jopo
It was the night before I leftand we’d come back from thatroof-top oceanside bar, bothgotten a kick out of Jeff, livingout of his car, doing anythingto surf — look at those walls, man! —I don’t know if this wasbefore the tequila and weezer songsor after. I couldn’t get drunk.We crashed in rooms opposite sides of … Continue reading Jopo
Here I Am, Lougely
1.If I could translateTo you in wordsHow much it would hurtTo have my teeth extractedAnd crushed with a hammerBefore my very eyes. ItMight make great art. 2.I debate insteadWith friendsWhether an artist can invent his art;Whether he can conjure novelty out of his thin air.They say: everything has already been done. But I believe … Continue reading Here I Am, Lougely
Untitled Report on News & Religion
1What about theseIslamic Courts?I’d let my friendsdance on speakers,wishing only that Ihad bigger speakers,or smaller friends. 2They’re gonna have to raise cop pay.When they do thatthe streets will be streakedwith blue. Same deal with teachers and classrooms. 3All I asked forwas one mealyour bodythe lifethe resurrection,the denudedweapons cache. You said, “That’s pornographic.”And wouldn’t let me … Continue reading Untitled Report on News & Religion
Brown study
Breath stinks
Of brandy.
The woman, the drink.
The first girl
I ever slept with
Now works
For Brown Forman.
She’s still drunk I guess.
Misc. Haiku 46-50
46
Royal Success Systems —
Convincing people
That their graffiti is art
47
Dog ears appear
From the heart of a sleeping ball —
Truck w/ trailer passes by
48
Drove out to the
Country for some air —
Coming back, the city ahaze
49 (after Kerouac)
In the Belleville house,
My father’s
Abominable yawns
50
Is my head back this far?
I was just now having
The night’s first beer
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