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Who has been shaving money in a vast effort to get who a laptop. TO Caht with his honey in the cold dead of winter snow. Who is rethinking this now. Who needs to putt who ahead in his thinking of this physical THING a laptop would be nice to fall back on perhaps the price too steeping high a hillside who will pay for all of this. Who is rethinking this now. What happens on lover day in the year 2010 when Feb 14 rolls up on the colander again. Valentines comes. When the batteries die too many times of over recharging them using them twice daily when who has no money for new ones or parts equals money what if the memory card goes out does who have that Forty Dollars then to replace his memory outcomes the old one incomes the new one with new batteries too many things in a laptop used. The things that who carries he limits the pounds back and forth to the lieberry that free place he affords for computor breaking the ice with his very new boots with this saved rethinking the laptop money use in the dead of snowy winter let who just worry about walking back and forth to this lieberry use.

Hokku

 

Hokku
by D.S. charlax
[published in The Poetrypoem daily, April 1 2009]

WHO cares not greatly
Should the world remember who
In some vast interspacial decade of 3002.

There who is on a journey,
And who is for the long road
WHo Loves not to linger.

For him the starlight calls,
Out of the spacecraft and sunset
Who has made words into poems.

PrivateHiceGaurdDuty

Part ONe

On the base at Fort Knox Kentucky UP at five am back to the bus with an all night assignment in the BARRACKS now who pushed my foot against the foot locker wiht foot on top of locker against the bunk who got a chair then tried to asleep but hard to sleep in daytime wearing green fatigues quite camoflauged to crawl in dirt and grass an Army WOrm. At 5 pm on back of truck was handed out an M-16 a weapon with one round. The Sargeant said YOU are Barney Fife. What did you say THAT for who almost cried. ONE ROUND. ONE ROUND. One Round is in your m-16. One round and then it finally dawned who understood him USE it grunt only iff you have too. Pointeing as they drove away it is the Army Way SEE that building ? Walk Around. Who then determined to be Army Green and Mean who walked until almost Eleven oclock then a man got out of an old panel Station Wagon. Who waited until he unlocked the door of the very building he was guarding THEN who came around the Corner of that building FREEZE who cried out just like Barney FIFE. Who took this Major by surprise. WHo told him carefully SHOW ME SOME ID. Surprised He started to argue to do otherwise He said cant you see im a MAJOR in the ARMY? WHo calmly told him the Safety is OFF on this weapon I can FIRE. Is what you are doing worth this ROUND? He paused and reached into his shirt pocket quickly producing a worn out ID card. Thinking they were testing me i told him searching at it quickly it is TWO YEARS OLD this ID card is out of Date and why do you have a Typewriter in that Station Wagon crate. He seemed inpressed and told me it IS his office but he no longer works there and yes the ID is an old one and YES he took the Typewriter BUT he said i still have the KEY to the office. I handed back the card and let him keep the typewriter as well let who now explain. Who decided that WHO was only guarding the building and not the stuff inside. The Major had a key. His story still checked out its something anyone would do on a luckless Friday night. I am running out of room on this google document so there will be part two of this Private Hice Story just let me say now who is glad he did not shoot that Major stealing typewriter out of whos building he was guarding. This is PART ONE of

PrivateHiceGaurdDuty.

IvorYToweR

An URBAN LEGEND CharlaX Myth to Myth

Mega-Moguls slaves to empirecal tyrants trumped enslaved to offices and microwaveable Junk. She washed the poodle in the sink with IvorYToweR soap then placed him carefully in Microwave to fluff his fluffy tail. Bewail and Moan the thinking of the filthy richest poor man on the street affordable housing hears the Mega-Wildcat crying near the place he sleeps no pets allowed no living thing may stay with him but all around the wild animals ungovernable bear witness to the commonsense thinking of the homeless and the mouses. They would take the DOG away to pound him to oblivian, iff who befriends a house cat she would soon be meat for her larger couisine. But the worst horrendous twist of fate was that way the old woman sealed the poodles fate washing Fluffys tail with IvorYToweR soap then screaming fainting dead away when the microwave exploded sending chunky poodle flying all the pieces of that poodle landing sticking adhearing to the ceiling and the walls of IvorYToweR.

SatanSatyR

Who was home early in the Summer Sweltering Shelter the drinks are only cool in the shaded heat. The old one from yesterday left  here is colder than the one who broguth today from town misspent the time could not find FORD on river. Who alternates his drink sucking at them both bottles in this heat as soda dwindles from both containers who heard the SatyR coming like as a two legged deer walking. There is no mistaking the sound of them Golden Cloven Hooves : Clip Clip Clip Clop Clop Clop Clop Clip Clip Clop Clip Clip. He clicks and minces with each step the eldest of all gods His Bearded Countance all wooly on both ends but something like a leering human where it counts like a Satan Lancealot come down from Heaven full of love. The only clue of whereabouts the smell that awefull smell of wet wool too long left out to breed all sorts of sinfull smells. His fingertips were sparkling fire of flames the Devil does not smoke nor chew naught but profane remedies red chinese berries he finds growing in the grass on Mountain sides and overpass. The only pathway taken by the mirass of gas sucking intake engines whinning as they throttle up to overtake the carcasses of deer or carapace of who. Who could not kiss them dark black lipps he pulls them over fang of over larger tooth. Who frowns as SatyR almost smiles. Who is glad as Satan leaves and goes away : Clip Clip Clip Clop Clop Clop Clop Clip Clip Clop Clip Clip.

I (Jesus)

Charles, your namme is written in the Lamb Book Of Life. So you can go over to that Throne that says JESUS on it and miss the Second Death Judgement. But you have to understand THIS you sinned against GOD and must be taken to account of it to his SON cause Charles, you cursed and looked at women you gave alms to travellers and you drank a lot too much sometimes a DRUNK. You told ribalding jokes you told some lies you made fun of many peoples time and time again yet you still and ever did say JESUS to your friends. Perhaps you should be whipped. Perhaps you could be beaten. But I (Jesus) atoned FOR your sins I (Jesus) took away your sins upon the CROSS and now it is YOUR judgement day. HOW do YOU plead? NOT GUILTY OF IT AT ALL ! Not because I (Charles) am not guilty cause of JESUS took my Place. He made his Immortal Sacrifice so i can now be saved. I can claim the Blood of Jesus as my final resting place. I can claim the Love of GOD. Well Done. Well said. NOW here is HEavens Pearl Gate. GO QUICKLY. Enter Inn. The JOY of JESUS place.

Biopsy

I wrote a poem in 2005 called Flowers Fade. Why is this poem a real poem. This is Biopsy. I was asked to print out a poem on the computor for a woman i had met her in the lieberry. SO i said just let me recite a poem to you instead and chose the FLowers FAde. Of course i forgot the words and so i decided to do Biopsy. Why is this poem a real poem? Lets opine this flower open petal by line by line by petal. Flowers Fade (TITLE) a title is the first line of a poem it is the first thing people read and they judge your poem to see if it fits the title a poor title will send women screaming from there homes. I saw the flowers on the roadside, this is a straightforward statement meaning literally what it says this is called Syntax, the comma is used correctly the second line is they were all so pretty to me; this is Synecdoche the semicolon makes a break for a new idea. Line three is they seemed permanent to me, another literal statement of Syntax. Line four is somewhat differant  Why is this poem a real poem? But snow will frown-- a Paradox the dashes add the thought to the next line as well as Line five is wind and rain and sun. The wind and rain and sun have come as well as snow. This is called Metonymy . Line six is fixed and stands there all alone a fine example of Syntax The flowers are all gone. WHo hopes you liked this Biopsy of his poem. Flowers Fade. Flowers Fade

I saw the flowers on the roadside,
they were all so pretty to me;
they seemed permanent to me,
But snow will frown--
wind and rain and sun.
The flowers are all gone.