#229 Grey Dog of the Prairie

I seek

Maidens and their masses

Black hearted priests

Riding upon stubborn asses

Migrants carrying all their worldly goods

Axmen seeking fortune in the northern woods

Wandering the prairie

I wear no bright colors

Nor an ounce of chivalry

Man woman or child

I take from whatever I see

The Grey Dog of the Prairie

That’s me

It was I who burned

The village of Sex Oaks

The six trees are still there

Along with the village elders

Hanging from their ropes

What did this place to do displease me?

I was offered a good room

Two loose women

And a jug of whiskey

No wrong did they do me

And it doesn’t really matter now

The deed is done

And I’ve moved on

And so should you

I guided three families

Three years back

Took them almost 300 miles

Though I’m the only one who arrived

I was a little coin heavier

After selling all their riches

Yet much the soul poorer

After burying them in unmarked ditches

I prey on the weak

If look like you could fight

I’ll let you pass by

But show me a limp

And the last thing you see

Will be the glint in my eye

The Grey Dog of the Prairie

Sees such things

And he is hungry

You would do well to grow wings

#228 A Modicum of Control

I command it

I tie some little strings upon it

And I can make it stand and sit

It cannot resist me one little bit

Because I command it

You can't countermand it

Mine is the final word

Yours is to do it

I programmed it

I opened up your head

And I entered the code

Now my thoughts to yours are wed

Now I can just think it

And you will do it

It's leagues above where it was

When you had to listen

As I gave just cause

Or maybe I can just wear you

Like an empty pelt

I'll wrap myself up in you

Without the you

Inside of you

Things will be much easier

I think

All these things:

Control

How far you'll let me go:

Your call

Let me in

I'll be the source of your fall

I promise no greatness

No treasures

No prize

Only death

Only fear

Reflected in all eyes

When they see you coming

To do my bidding

I promise nothing

And I'll keep that oath

#227 Like a Shart in Church

God bless my underpants

They've given a good go of it

But cotton can only stand so much

Certainly not this ripping good shit

I think I felt it coming

About halfway through the day

I'd just eaten some homemade chili

And it was more than just okay

My tummy rumbled happily

Or so I thought at the time

It was percolating and refining

Fermenting much like a fine wine

Working in the backyard

With nice cool weather for a change

I felt a fart coming on

So I moved downrange

Didn't want to offend anyone, you see

I pretended to look at a bird

When suddenly it hit

This was no fart that cometh

But a great big hairy shit

I clamped my cheeks together

And made for the door

Which suddenly seemed a mile away

When that shit hit the floor

Like a meteor

It burned straight through my pants

Leaving a crater in the ground

Where no grass would ever again advance

And there I stood

Dumbfounded yet relieved

With my ass hanging out my pants

A little embarrassed and deceived

Once again

A sneaky shart had snuck upon me

I should do something about that

But first things first and this final plea

Oh lord

Take these brave underpants

Into your bosom

For they have served so well

Please disregard their appearance

And try to ignore the smell

Amen

#226 Chewing Lulu

Lulu loved gum

She chewed it all the time

She chewed on it in school

She chewed on it at church

She chewed on it at home

When she slept

She tucked it between her lip and gum

“Like a cowboy” She was wont to say

Her mother told her she shouldn’t

Her father told her not to swallow it

And if she did it would stay in her stomach for life

Her Teacher said that you are what you eat

Her Sister said “Gross!!”

Lulu chewed her gum

And when she was done

She would always

Every time

Never forgot

And always enjoyed

Swallowing her gum

When Lulu was sixteen

She chewed

Ten pieces

Of Grape Hubba Bubba

She loved how it smelled

She dreamed

Of being a huge

Purple

Lulu sized piece of grape bubble gum

Of course

She swallowed every piece

And you are what you eat

When she woke up the next day

And went out to play

A 100 foot giant came by

And picked her up

Popped her in his mouth

And chewed her

Blew a bubble

And smiled

Because Lulu

Tasted just like

Grape Hubba Bubba

#225 In 1984

In 1984

It was days of  yore

Of plenty

And innocence to spare

I was learning

To use my Retina camera

Make model rockets

And how to refinish a boat

I was in big trouble

For throwing stones at the window

But the window was broken

Actually it was cellophane

And it wasn’t stones

It was wood chips

So actually:

Throwing wood chips at the cellophane

“Get out of my sight” She said to that

I was into Men At Work

Van Halen was the bomb

I was a mix tape fool

I made them for fun

Using my patch cords

Listening to them on my walkman

Then recording them over

I mowed the grass

Enjoying the sweet  smell

Of Lawn Boy two stroke mix

Clipping and trimming with hand clippers

Wearing my shoes out on the East Lansing lawn

I had birth control glasses

Anything cooler was automatically vetoed

My mother dressed me

I couldn’t leave home unless she approved

I dreamed of owning a Ferrari someday

Though I had no means to pay

Hitching rides from my friends brother

Was as close as I could come

In 1984

I glued the lock on Mr. Ball’s classroom door

I lied to his face when he confronted me

His braces clad teeth gritted

I continued my habit

Of falling out my chair during class

Making a racket on the floor

I thought it was funny

In 1984

Much the same as today

I didn’t know what I want to do when I grow up

But I was going into the eighth grade

I was king of our school

High school was still a lifetime away

#224 Used Toy For Sale

Rummaging around for a deal

At the second hand store

Hoping for something good

As most things there were such a bore

As I was thinking on giving up

I spied something strange

It looked like......no it couldn't be

And old Hitachi Magic Wand

I know the box says

"To relieve muscle tension"

But we all know what it is really for

And it plugs into the wall

No battery changes required

This one was old though

Yellowed and dusty

I was afraid to touch it

As I knew what it's life

Most likely had been like

To I bent near

Just to satisfy my curiosity

And I almost wished I hadn't

Upon it's vinyl head

There was a light crust

Sort of like dried boogers

I suspected what it was

And certainly was NOT

Turned on in the least

I piled the things back on top of it

To hide it from innocent eyes

And wandered back outside

Wondering the type of person

Who donates their old unclean sex toy

And almost as an afterthought

The type of person who would buy it

#223 Is an Innocent Question

All the miles

Yet so many smiles

Lie between us

I can't help but wonder

What do you taste like?

Are your lips soft and moist

Tasting of fruit or mint

Your tongue so silky smooth

Twined with my own

And suiting the mood

Your skin

Baby soft to the touch

I trace your curves

I'm hoping you don't mind much

The curve of your jaw

The hollow of your neck

I can scarcely resist

And I give your skin a peck

But I linger there

And draw my mouth lower

Dragging my tongue

"Too quick!", you say

So I go slower

Between your breasts

You smell clean and nice

Your skin tastes like apples

So sweet I lick you thrice

I say hello to each nipple in turn

Grinning as they crinkle and grow firm

I'd love to linger

But with a flick of my tongue

I am gone

Running hands on your sides

Finding the tickle spot

That we all seem to have

Resting them on your hips

I move each leg to the side

Spreading you wide

Kneeling before you

I worship your body

Smelling your scent

I delve a little closer

I look up and see you

Looking down at me there

I kiss you below your belly button

And stop to stare

You open before me

Your form so lovely

Wetness gleaming

Upon the petals of your flower

I want this dream to go on

I wish to linger

I want to hear you moan

As I dip a finger

I want an answer to my question

What do you taste like?