Monthly Archives: September 2018

Grandpa D. Hits the Road

Published September 10, 2018 in Grandpa Dynamite - 0 Comments

Grandpa D

“So what happened?” texted Grandpa Dynamite

“We said Friday and you ghosted me.

Is that who you are?”

“On Wednesday we said Friday” Violet replied.

“At 9-15 PM on Friday you reach out.

I don’t know what kind of plans those are,

but I was waiting to hear from you.

Is that who you are?”

“Afoot and light-hearted

I take the open road,

Hearty, free, the world before me,

The long brown path

leading me wherever I chose.”

“Oh, I see. You’re a free spirit.

Good for you.” Violet wrote, audibly sighing.

“Henceforth I ask not good fortune,

I myself am good fortune,

Henceforth, I whimper no more,

postpone no more, heed nothing,

Done with indoor complaints,

libraries, querulous criticisms,

strong and content,

I travel the open road.” wrote Grandpa D., with 

flourish in his thumbs.

“That’s it I’m done!” texted Violet, disgusted.

“”You are so full of yourself.”

Seconal

Seconal

Took a hand full

Because who the fuck wants

to be more anxious?

You can keep your

Methedrine buzzcock.

I need to get chill.

And by the way,

You’re dead to me.

I have one rule in life.

You only get to

Disrespect me once.

After that, you’re dead to me.

So just keep dragging

Your little red wagon along.

And just so you know 

My plan is to eviscerate

Your central premise.

I’m going to destroy 

Your big idea

To render your whole operation 

Moot and suspect.

It will be like 

a conceptual Molotov cocktail.

Exploding your brainchild architecture.

Planting doubt in all 

But your most loyal followers.

The First Day of September

Published September 3, 2018 in Leonard - 0 Comments

First Day of September

The helicopter kept circling

with the search light.

Leonard hid in the avocado tree,

Climbed up

About two thirds of the way

and hugged a big branch.

He disappeared.

Became the tree.

His aunt, Tia Tita

Could hear plants

They talked to her.

She hated going to the bank

Because all the plants

were so unhappy.

Every time she went they complained to her.

Leonard heard for the first time

a tree speak to him.

As he hugged it, the avocado tree

Reciprocated, heard him

And hid him from the world.

It said, “You spend so much time in fear.”