The Left Column


These poem
pages can be a real
lot of fun so
I hope you all realize
that I enjoy all 
this typing.

Ya I do.

And I'm trying to
give you something
that doesn't suck
too bad.

I've kept things low key.
Perhaps it is
time to step
things up a bit.

Oh, news about my
new stories:
I've finally crossed 
the line and 
am writing a story
about
a drug dealing 
looser from
1984 or so
who
schelps around
New England
with his sex-obscessed
acid dealer side-kick
and he steals and pillages
when eer he can.

So this is a
streach for me
to write this
because I am
so lambkins.

Lots and lots of
laughter is now
howling out of the
McDougaldonnely 
manse somewhere in 
the far away hills
of Belmont Manse,
where a lightening
cloud can descend
at anytime
and strike you dead
for even being 
near the place
with the 
MEE HEE HEE
of Dr Sax somewhere
off in the land of Jack (Lowell).

Dr Sax is a novel by
Jack d'Lowell, by the way.

And I recommend it.

15 July, 2008