CHarlaX Sunday May 22 2011

CHarlaX is leaving New Mexico the 19 of July. For Tejas. Bound for the Gulf waters to wash this latino stink off me.

Arbitration

Arbitration

 

clandestine fielding primordial swamp meets clear glens and fissures cracks in the mental processes lack of sleep produces gibberish in smart people they only function inside the perimeters they encounter only time is an elemental a real baby or an old geezer there is a reason for the twilight there is a reason for the animations there is a reason that ex addicts will no longer drink or smoke or partake of love is an animal driving men to insanity comes to them in the night time they drift into inner spaces thinking becomes more normal to them they ask GOD for answers why did she leave me they cry they pity they die they let bygones they eschew the memory they eat words with soft silken sighs they lose the mind into the spirit helm at last eye see the light is breaking near her window must be closed and finally boarded upp one day will last a thousand of them wasted days and wasted nights about three thirty about the end about the middle now the start is fast asleep oh jesus make them forgive me of my so soft a face make them forgive me of my so fast asleep my hate my jealousy my storm fed brains fried with super drugs of long ago they regress they intensify effects they accent the very planetoids that space me out the LDS eye used to be a mormons lover she was fair of race and loved me tender heartbreak hotel you could not believe this poet made this up eye am reading none of this offline eye am doing this with what is left of my brain a sandwich of integrity a smorgasboard of love is a runner with a real destination in his night.

Subject : fridiy Fridiy

Subject : fridiy Fridiy

Fridiy

Most of you knoe eye suffered two almost death experiences in Arizona. Eye got hurt very badly first in Page then in Tucson. Between these Cities eye got religion in me. Eye stopped drinking smoking to begin living soberly. Tonight one of my teeth is hurting so badly eye asked the people in the lieberry for help. Eye got this phone number which eye will prolley not use. The tooth is loose eye moved it with my finger so it is surely broken like the other two. Eye will be far more concerned with keeping my property when the lieberry closes for the weekend. Eye will divide my times between the hot spots outside. Monday eye will be inside for some of the Day. This True Story is the beginning of several more weeks which will pass too quickly for those of you who love me. Stop. Begin now.  The rich women paused in front of the little trinket shop they looked looked looked but no one bought the seller in the front finally asked them what they thought when will you finally decide on something lost. The spokesman for the group finally gave them all the look the seller you might ask us more the wisely for we buy the something lost we like to trinket home the length of fiction the breadth of prose the heighth of the poem the width of the ode the long stanza's of the structured metered populist. She stopped embarrassed now to be running on in front of the seller. But she smiled then checked her calender. It must be Fridiy. Oh thank God. We are all only getting old.

FrYdaYOct2009

My namme is CharlaX. I am a poet. Your Computor Use Availability and USE Policy has become Unacceptable to mee your Computor ADMINISTRATION Policy is 666 Barbaric nonsense. DOWNLOADS blocked too many error messages Email unworkable. Facebook wont work right now. Whatever you are doing to the computor may be necessary in YOUR eyes but is OUTRAGEOUS in mine. Unavoidable System Conflict as left me no choice but to Vacate this facility.

signed(sic) Charlesrhice CharlaX Hice

Charlaxandroidoneseven over and out the door.

ThirtyPiecesofNPM

 ThirtyPiecesofNPM

ThirtyPiecesofNPM

The end of National Poetry Month the first Day of My oh Mother is is finally over now roger. Over. Here is Drunk logging onto his Computor. WHoss my Possssword Whoss mhy possssword dog doggit it wont let me on. The INtergnet is so slowly lagging. How slow is it. Eye set down on the turtle egg to get online just now. The United States Government is disbanding the Space Program parking the Shuttles to the Moon in Every City Properly this should tell you the end of the world is coming soon. Income is Gross. Debit rhymes with credit. Pet the pussy, Kathy. Feed the kitty, Thom. Mark them all with Jesus take them home. Marrying them giving them in Marriage till the end will come. 666 does they got the 666 like us do they stimulus. Marching papers usually come to us around the end of April it is usually some bogus made up fine of several hundreds of dollars to get the person out of jurist prudence districts. They moved me once in the winter twice in the spring. Here is my final poem for NPM. April spring flowers may bring flowers but the worry with the fears come to me in March the time is passing like the blowing of the winding coming up in May. No one divides the house up on the dividing line. I stood close to the steps when Judas flung his silver the Priests did not get every Denarius eye got one then the drinking got to be precarious the money now is gone. They tell me they bought some field for the Poor Potters to live in. Perhaps this is where old homeless will now live. For mhy very important new poem is now done ThirtyPiecesofNPM

29NPMPoetryA'int

29NPMPoetryA'int

29NPMPoetryA'int

A'int is not in the Webster thing. Fish is veggies for carnivores.  There is some truth in life. People who work for money they exist for the money you stop giving them the money they will not go to work so they a'int got no money.  Don't say a‘int ‘cause a‘int a‘int in the dictionary. a'int is is'nt it is too it's is'nt. Eye say a'int to mean it is not. a'int is too in the dictionary it is in the birth origin of words we see the news is given us from Websters descendants from the old days. Say it a'int so Joe. Its so. Eye a'int got nothin' in common with the common Man. Browbeaten. a'int got no gumption you never did got the lust in you you need to get up then go. when eye is your age eye went did it all eye could still do it too iff it is not for you you a'int got nothing to be proud of. a'int a'int a real word. Elephants with big ears ain't got no clothes in the trunk. Elephant's with little ears got ain't no tusks no Ivory bones. not sure where to putt the apostrophe in a'in't. a'int is short for will not = see this noun definition = eye ain't agonna do it see eye just a'int. This is not the accent you been thinking eyem doing it a'int its only the southern accent most people in the south ain't got no other way of talking they just a'int. a'int got no finish to this poem just a'int oh wait a'int ain't funny when you yell it to the Teacher. Time in Detention just a'int funny either. Keep a'int to yourself just find the where to keep it but forget to tell it to your betters there a'int no business like show business. PhhT so there so here eye said it eye said aint. Wait dont it look better with no apostrophe. Aint.

NPM28poemsSELF

 NPM28poemsSELF

NPM28poemsSELF

NPM28poemsSELF
Megalomaniac to thine own self be true ego id left frontal Brain lobe off ear ring no ring oh the worry of the times the wind blowing ill winds of misinforming the news coming to us from foreign sources the good guys gone. None. Every pirate is perchance the next President with coiffured hair line going balding only real estated will be let into the Big White House next November.  But recently he is birthing. IN the new news there is only chaos. There is this undefined spice in my soup it is hot like pepper but looks like bay leaf could it be mustered or leek but time responds. Some of it is cabbage some of it is not. The entire limits of the city ends. IN the learning process of the free world you see continuing education comes with the price it is very expensive to go to school they need more then eye afford them. Tonight eye struggle within myself the drunk sent me reeling with fumes to look for hot spot within this lieberry the same rules which allow me the public user now protect him the first come first serve he sits too close to where eye like to be but nothing to be done eye did it eye moved. Eye finally found the corner opposite which is now open some one left which putts me here until sometime after 11 before midnight must be gone. Out Out brief poet one more poem won. The old one sits with book he does not see he stinks of drink he lives too close to me he lives too close like eye. Coffee is good tonight. Do you wonder iff eye feel sorry for the drunk. No eye do not. He is one step closer to his grave. More to lose then no one else he does not feel the love the sober person does. There is some point to this there is every reason to be sober there is every reason not to drink to be drunk. Bless the people Reading this tonight. Eye raise my coffee cup to get the last of it inside the eye contemplate my self.

FacebookApps27NPMpoems

 FacebookApps27NPMpoems

FacebookApps27NPMpoems

FacebookApps27NPMpoems
Sometimes the Apps wont open or they get too slow they freeze they do not wish to see you there they howl they tell you to go get the right player even you must knoe you do got the right player installed they just killing time not telling you the real reason is your bad awfully stinky breath. They seem to notice when your sleepy they scroll to the stop. They send the wrong items not the one you picked to go to friends. They need money so they send you to the shop. They send you notices then try to open up the game you quickly realize there is no gift needed there by anyone its only the game itself its trying to get you to play. The feckless facebook robot laughs when you get bent. They turn around inside the screen then hide from you they even high five like hey we got you. Think of your computor screen like the night sky the Robots the pinpoints of light the stars up behind. You send things to your friends but they do not arrive or they get something else from you but never the thing you sent to them the robots run to hide. The robot Brain in the laptop case is only one he is the faceless facebook robot but he lives in cyberspace to gremline things to make the applications glitch so bad you hate to get online to play with me so sorry when you lose the game of send me this or send me that is done by robots hiding from the light they move in the night behind the facebook page. Now for the ending it is the like button like do you like me the person or do you just like to like the like button like people do they do you knoe they do this is the Facebook Robot signing off now ho ho he he its me.

26NPMpoems

 26NPMpoems

26NPMpoems

26NPMpoems
26NPMpoems
eye still love the ewe
yew bet eye dew
rose Read my prose but she refused to wed my nose in this nook is telling you this book me arrest me for the love is deep the violet sleeps within me is the love for you the love you've given me to keep me from the feelings of depression the hurt the pain of living everyday for this eye thank you the purple flowers of my innocence line my thinking space is limited by accidents of time the past still haunts me some but love arrives when you feel me there in your life threw the anger or the hurt or the worry which eye give you must love me very much to still be trying to survive our many problems overcome we will survive we will still love for roses were still red the last time eye seen you the violet is not blue she is still nice she is still Happy giving life to this poor soul in love with you so this is it eye got to tell you goodnight now so here is the bottom line eye love you more then my life eye did not wish for your sadness but to give u happiness is beyond me eye lose sight of how to do it eye can only give you love