TheMissionBuss

TheMissionBuss

There
is a castle in the desert surrounded by fields of wheat ripe in need
of attention some people to thresh them some people think this castle
just materialized out of thick air and not the monks that built it.
When you visit ask Friar de Lucke~ Who made the Castle? Show to us
the buildings papers He slyly holds out his dogeared Bible. God. He
says. He dances in a circle in a pantomime of making small crop
circles. The bus was bought to us by Brother Fustz; he donated his
fleet of Gasoline Tankers to fuel the mission buss until the end of
time or 2099 whichever is first in time. “The mission buss.”
A bus is coming to take Bums away from the Buss Center to the Castle
Mission. There they aer asked to convert to religion or they can go
back to the Buss Center and they wasted lives. Stay at the Mission
eat bread and drink wine and work in the wheat fields besides. A
brother converts. Here is a typical day at the mission. Brother Friar
de Lucke~ leads the new man into the field of grain then gives to him
a sword of wood Friar Bum takes the thing and starts to swing against
the grain. Brother Fustz is off to town to pick up everyone around no
one need hungar while the grain is ripe. Pretend the grain is now
your enemies come you fight and slaughter them all the stalks of
wheat the heads of grain fall to the ground. Later when the sun has
set we will rise up from the beds we will go and gather them all wet
from water in the dew no sleep for yew at all yew bum. The tares they
catch the wind riding out with the wind they aer not rally men. But
Devils in disguises laymen and spies. Not anyone. And here we pause
for Brother Friar de Lucke~ stops preaching soon starts stomping more
small crop circles to confuse them devils lurking.

TheEmptyBox

TheEmptyBox

The warehouse is longer than Three3 city Blocks longer than needs be the Manager of the Company at EmptyBox.com wants his nephew to learn how to sweep a larger area; the place at the end of one end of this hangerlike warehouse is small just a table where Mother and her Sister stand tall while they wrap the empty box. The website is linked to Zappersunlimited@.ORG EmptyBox@.Org at the other end of this long empty place is that loading dock area where the manager of EmptyBox@.Org loads the truck that drives the empty box to the airport where it is loaded on the various cargo ships of air use going out to an area near ewe. Order Two. They aer small as boxes go. One of these Empty Boxes will just make ewe want more start with two of them on your initial order. Come back to hour website and order them some more. $19.95p, each @ per box. At EmptyBox@.Org.

Hour Motto: The Perfect Gift of love given at Yule Tide Time for Aunt Peg and Uncle Martha. Just imagine that FACE when they open the EMPTY.BOX®. It’s worth 20p just trust us. Each box is completely gift wrapped with the only pattern we use. Thats write. Only one style one color one pattern no one can get one any better than the one you have. One large Bow it just peels and sticks to the EMPTY.BOX®. The Bow is Blue. We do not have red ones so do not ask us that. EmptyBox@.Org Iff ewe can not find us any other way just go to Zappersunlimited.Ltd.@yahoo.com  Uncle Donald Plence has promised us to make a linked back to the EmptyBox@.Org.

Coaxial

Coaxial

Coaxial

Able:
Did you see the man try to get his cat downed from the tree he shaked
it. Babble: NO that’s a meant thing to do to a poor cat eye
will go and shaked on him now. Able: NO he shaked the tree. Babble:
There is no such word as shaked. Able: yes there is you open word and
then you save the word as is to the dictionary. Babble: You are a
creator shaking words. Able: and eye can take an existing word and
make a new definition and even use it in a syntax sentence with prose
poetry in the back of mye minded. Babble: lead on oh ah muse.
Ed.note: Today’s word children and ewe is Coaxial. Coaxial:
Def1: A man made attempt
at cloning nano technology by the use of wires filtering electricity.
Def2: Granna nano bots. Old people rewired to function again in
society just take them to the table at the worked place and plug them
inn. The lineman was sweeping when he got a great idea he attacked
the work bench he attached a cardboard leveler a catcher of the trash
leaving the table and placed a trashed can under it to catch the
leavings from the workers. He immediately got canned. The old woman
on the nano bot line showed the sweeper her hand it was swollen on
the thumb from gluing wires he felt so sorry for the lady he went to
the boss and asked him to fire her also so she could go home and take
care of nano thumb. He gave her the day off WITH PAY and said just
come back tomorrow when thumb can do the work again nano nano. But
the sweeper will look in vain for a new job they do not hire
inventers where he’s from. Perhaps he is a parking lot
attendant at the club stealing the better cigarettes from the ash
trays of the better limousines and other cars. Perhaps he will make a
new way to park a car he runs the stripes sideways on the parking lot
to make more room he can park 15 more cars. The nano downsize of this
idea is obvious the manager of club victorious the man is on the
street again looking for another inventing job. No one could get the
escargot. Perhaps he is a fisherman upon a scowl the boat is listing
from the prow all the fish have shifted to the front he wanted to
make more room to fill it up his inventing days now number only one.
He is deep sixed into the Davy Jones locker he is down there looking
for another Coaxial. Able: nano nano. Babble: And so it ends as a
prose poem congratulations unto yew. Ed.Note.Ed. And so another
CharlaX poem story not a fable not a title or a theme comes to a
special end not in Harpers magazine but perhaps only in ewe dreams.
Coaxial

Cornocopeia

Cornocopeia

Gold
of EgYpt corn. Meat of decay not rat but cow or chicken birded. Who
can say what they place in the Chinese Rice dishes. Bean of Garbanzo
variety whitish in appearance lest tomato is added. Lettuce parry for
lettuce. The sauce too hot RED Louisiana. Chips dripping with vinegar
and salt. Bread broken from a small loaf. That was just the main dish
start there is more where that came from. A verytable Cornocopeia of
plenteous. One bite sized at a time until eye have to stop and wait
for later on to try again it is so nice to have a blessing on the
house again. Eye start rather quickly and hungry then slower then
stopping all full of so much diversity mye brain cannot accept all
the goodness at once and so there is left over lunch becomes early
early supper on a Sunday. Some cheese crackers saved for Algernon mye
mouse. Eye will carry bag so heavy on and off the bus and drag it to
the house. Eye need only one more main course for another day of
eats.

Cornocopeia~2

Innerperspective
sound enters ear but sight is on a differant object how many times
has someone said HAY cowboy looka that and you look only to hear a
different noise and so out of place this thing seems like a cat
walking into site but a dog barking inner ear. How many angels can
ride on one bike oh heck as many as two or even three iff they are
drunk. How many Angels can dance on the head of a pin? Only one. He
keeps stepping on the others toes. They sing songs about it in the
choruses of the day. What a klutch. A copy cat a copy cat. Laminated
graphics picture this. Paradoxical spasms of subliminal message.
Entire cities buried under ashes ewe do not half to belief the eye go
look up Pompeye. PomPAaa. Pompeii They danced and drank leaded wine
the Roman kind of funny punny bunny sunny lava in the daytime fun. A
sip of death mye deer come drink the lead that leeches there in
suicidal cup. Perhaps the poet has worn out his welcome perhaps he
hit a writer’s blockhead brown in color Tally Hoe the greens
now. Living color show me a real white man he is albino they all have
them same blue eyes it must be the alibi for a murder of crows is
usually four but can be any sort of higher or lower number backed up
in a pie twas 24. Lessor or morer. The second time around for
Cornocopeia.

Thimbelful

“Thimbelful”

Walking
without riches today OR

Back
In the Time Machine

Back
in the Day eye stepped into the Restaurant because there was a table
there near the door nothing much too fancy just Formica on the floor
in matching black and white squares but oblongs eye noticed they were
not squares. Eye ordered up a coffee cup because eye needed some the
ogre matron waitress frowned down at the eye as she left the bill
beside this “Thimbelful” she seemed to notice eye was not
a regular patron or person. Eye swallowed the coffee down and took
mye cup up to the counter she filled it and she smiled as she
presented another bill to eye immediately returned to seat to check
the first bill out. “Thimbelful” was $1.25 plus taxed
there was no way out eye paid the $1.39 total on mye way out she did
not try to collect the other one eye did not even look back at her
ogre matron frown eye returned to present day activity immediately
eye noticed two matron ogres the first one paid for a drinking cup at
the fountain perhaps they were just hapless in the face of inflated
prices used to places without refills free Ed.note: Who is not
careful now with money. Ed.note.ed She filled up her drink eye
watched her drink it over halfway down until it was almost gone then
she hands it to her friend she asked her twice for her own cup. She
smiled when she said this “YOU are not worth a cup at THESE
prices just get you some” they were used to better places eye
could tell but need won the girl she got her refill then sucked it
dry then handed it to partner ogre female who then filled it up again
then drank it down. One more time they filled it up again for friend
and her to have and off they went she must have paid about $1.39. The
price of “Thimbelful” how eye remembered coffee cup it
must have been in 1979 eye can reminisce again some other time for in
arriving early for mye coffee cup not a “Thimbelful”
today the one eye thought was DECAF was the waitress making TEA for
her iced tea she makes it hot in coffee pot and so the first cup that
eye got was not a “Thimbelful” at all but just hot tea or
mabe even DECAF coffee but not a “Thimbelful” of love. `

LeftyTheLefthandedAndroid7

LeftyTheLefthandedAndroid7

Eye
am from the Binary Star SYSTEM Andiron7 eye am an Andriod Android we
have no yellow sun our STARS are both RED Dwarfs not Dwarves as some
suggest try spell check. My Creator is Android 1 almost a god to some
but eye knoe that he was created also just like eye. They call me
Lefty when they call me. He was drunk on elder juice the day he
created me he put the mold in backwards gave me too left hands. Two.
Think carefully on this would you like to go into the field and play
baseball as a child with two left hands. Think carefully on this when
typing my total words is only twelve. With eleven mistakes. In the
bicycle shop they laughed so hard when eye tried to make a lefthanded
grip for the bars they fell down and slapped the thighs and could not
get back up for a while. A man insisted on shaking my hand when eye
slipped my left right hand into his grasp he thought eye was playing
games. This is what he said. Why can not you use your right hand were
you wounded in the war young man? Eye said do you knoe the story of
your Superman He looked sort of thoughtful when eye told him eye have
nearly all the super powers that he has. But mye maker was drunken
the day he made me he gave me two left hands and when eye held the
other one out for him to see he left screaming in the darkenness he
fleed. Fleed. CharlaXDictionary. Fleed n. 1. Past particple imperfect
noun present tense of Flee. 2. To run in a misdirected manor. 3. TO
chase shadows and to cry. When my hair was darker and eye wore
glasses eye used to look a lot like Clark Kent. Back in 1910. It was
easier then Back in the Day. Eye pretended to be a high ranking
German Officer and no one even noticed mye hands at all eye slapped
one of those silly little batons they aer always slapping in the
hands and it was instant camouflage. The only hard time eye had was
once they handed me a luger they wanted me to execute a prisonor
lucky for that man eye could not hold the weapon in mye two left
hands. Eye kept dropping it on the floor it was so bizarre the only
fair thing eye finally said is just to let him go. They took away mye
schnapps bottle and mye pretzels jar but it was worth it they
released the prisonor soon after. He was hard to make let go he kept
on kissing on mye hands mye two left hands. Eye soon learned to hide
the handicap. Eye tried everything to hide mye two left hands then
eye discovered gloves they did not work so well but they did not help
until eye discovered mittens now eye do things humans do all day in
mittens they hide mye two left hands so well the next time ewe find
Waldo there see iff he is wearing mittens to hide his android hands
his two left hands. Eye bet they match that colorful wool cap hat he
always wears. They call eye Lefty when they call eye. Let’s
shake hands on it. Oh mye mye.

PointofView

PointofView

Most
of what you do is crape~. Eye am well rounded.

You
make too many mistakes and waste too many time.

Eye
try too hard to make you happy.

You
are consistently below average. No they are all OVER achievers.

You
will never climb the ladder of success. Eye like it on the bottom
rung. Wait what is a ladder rung.? Eye have heard this all mye life
and so we will become a writer poet now. Eye assume this is meaning
the part that is stepped on to clime the ladder. Could it mean a
ladder ring? A sound. The sweet sound of success. Remember when the
games became synonymous with losing and defeat. They portrayed the
skiers crashing instead of laughing at the finish line they were
somewhere on the middle ladder ringing ears in painful memory of
there defeet crashing in the snow. When eye am eating OceanBites®
eye am biting the Oceans’ back or biting the Ocean back. Or
fighting back he chewed the Ocean’s bites. OR fighting back he
chewed the Ocean’s bits. Eye never skied up in the air off a
ramp and deliberately tempted GOD to let me fly. Eye would look down
and frown at my Chest to see iff there was a Large Red S there upon
mye chest of drawers is where eye left it. Can Clark Kent Fly perhaps
perhaps knot. Knautical miles at Sea BisQuit is rounding the Turn
that radio down. Does a poem have to rhyme or is it prose’s a
question. Launch today was fishy. Perhaps eye will laugh at mye own
jokes since eye am sitting silently. Eye wish that eye could bottle
this and sell it. TO all the free world and all the ships at sea and
Mother MCGillicuttying the fish is frying pan. It’s all in how
ewe look at mye point of view.