Lies, Promises and a 42 Buick

 The rusted frame was hid with paint

the pitted chrome did gleam,

the leather seats were Naugahyde

that burst at every seam,

A rumble and a cloud of smoke

the salesman turned the key -

Papa took a look at Mom

Momma looked at me,

The salesman wouldn't toot the horn

something about the wires -

Momma slowly walked away

Papa kicked the tires,

"I've got a fellow coming back

to buy this car no doubt."

papa only gave a grunt

and pulled the ashtray out,

Can you Sir put something down -

or have you got a trade?

I still remember to this day

the smile Papa made.

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Excuses

 A tiny nest of excuses

I found when at the Who's

I quickly snatched

and hid them

up my sleeves and

in my shoes,

I don't think

that no one saw me

as I hurried

back to when,

I took them home

and fed them

and built a wire pen,

I've had excuses

ever since,

and some have grown

so hairy - 

I keep them now

in circus tents

and some

I have to carry,

I feed them lies

and twisted tales -

throughout their life's

duration,

and from wooden troughs

it never fails

they sip 

procrastination. 

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Rule #1

 There came to me

an inspiration -

two Saturdays ago,

Crazed with hungry

desperation -

and nowhere else to go,

I took him in

and fed him well

two Saturdays ago

and wasn't till

this Tuesday past

that he was fit to show,

I bathed and combed 

and spruced him up -

and took away his frown,

but lost this silly

inspiration 

cuz I didn't write it down.

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The Wind

 Gusting down the canyon sides

across the striking lizard's tongue

it came and went

as armies

loosing tent pegs

then skipping up the mountain,

Escaping to shift the footloose desert

and be ribbonized by cactus

we turn to curse it

but it is times away

nestled behind a sail.

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U.F.O.

 The weeds to bed

we fold and lay

within the space of night -

awake we lie

on backs to see

a ship streak past our sight -

Yet all we find

throughout the dark

are twinkles, faint and bright

and know the dew

that sprinkles us

when morning snaps the light.

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Z. Corwin

 I'd given thought

to what I'd be

if I could climb 

outside of me

and then look back

from where I came

I wonder -

would I be the same?

Well I did escape

I did get out

I walked away

then turned about

and laughed

how foolish I could be

for all I saw

was home to me.

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Cryogenics

 There are many doors

at the end of life

from which one must be chosen -

To lay beneath

to burn atop

or simply just be frozen -

Well adventurous me

chose door number three

with good-byes to Monty and Mom -

and life for me

that is, what you see

has been peaceful, cool and calm -

I cannot see

so I don't look,

Can't hear

so I don't listen -

I simply think I'm in the pink

with an icy kind of glisten -

and for those of you

I left behind,

I say without a doubt

every time you close the door

the light - it does go out.

zc