Percy Dovetonsils Poems
|121.||Everybody Else Took The Shortcut||8/11/2009|
|122.||Wall Street Meets The Poet's Corner||2/19/2009|
|124.||An Armistice Of Wood||11/12/2008|
|126.||Salute To Suicide||9/19/2009|
|129.||The United States Of Dreams||7/26/2009|
|130.||What I Have||1/29/2005|
|131.||Being Frank Sinatra||4/22/2005|
|132.||The Literacy Holocaust||6/15/2009|
|133.||Buzz Aldrin, Space Imperialist||7/28/2009|
|134.||I'Ve Missed The Boat||1/29/2005|
|135.||An Insistent Knocking||7/26/2009|
Comments about Percy Dovetonsils
Buzz Aldrin, Space Imperialist
Buzz Aldrin, Space Imperialist,
discovers a tiny brown lesion
on the end of his nose.
he uses his wife’s
concave make up mirror
to examine it more closely
and confirms his worse suspicions:
Coolly, he makes
one appointment with his dermatologist
and another in Samara.
After brushing his teeth
he takes another look
at the tiny brown Angel of Death.
It flakes off
-a brown booger.
Buzz cancels his appointments
and craves a celebratory drink terribly,
but summons his fantastic will power
and resists the urge.
What I Have
I have a rendezvous with destiny.
She is the goddess who entices me.
I see her beckoning with open arms.
She promises I will not come to harm.
She guides me where I fear I’d lose my way.
She shows me how to progress through the day.
She’s not the one who loses touch with me.
She’s only hidden when I will not see.