You cannot write
Without a reader
Nor compose
With none to hear

Can you rule
Without a fool
Or adore 
Without an idol

It seems
Life’s mirror
Can’t reverse
At any time

That isolation
Sparks writing 
And blindness
Causes singing

Linguistically choired physics
As Einstein designed
Specifics
How worlds rhymed

A structure deep
And immutable time
Let physics creep
Explodingly sublime

Into sound
Was it a boom
Shaking the ground
Just an inevitable tomb

I asked her
Can you
Do a polka

She danced
With many a pole
My question

Seemed ok
But her reply
Sewed it all up

Seam’s what 
I dance best
My beautiful bullock

Can my soul
In discounted Oxford
Prowl
To fool the Lord

Shopping adrift
With those chosen second
I’m bereft
Never could be reckoned

With anything to say
Since I am dumb
Unable to lay
On the altar one crumb

Coney Island man
In Jersey
Loses plan
Gets antsy

Sees seeds
And sandy hills
But no weeds
Just surf thrills

Now it’s West
But not Jersey
Is it the best
Or a curtsy

Time has been
Spent
On a whim
Animosity vent

The land lies
Pure and simple
Nothing flies
Oh celestial dimple

In your face
But you bow
They took first place
You die they grow

Is Jersey worth it
My early days
Facing West I’d sit
Seeing cosmic displays

Dad was working
Looking too
Caught by any live thing
Who

Could calk 
The velvet
And talk
The regret

That’d shoo
Those who sing
Would never knew
Who, stinking

Could smell it
Catch displays
Then bit
By a craze

You never made it go up
So it never shrank
Now you're a crank
Not worth a spank

I'll be frank
With you I never drank
Something stank
Neither wanted to schtup

Dedicated to Natalie



From Gambling to AM Scrambling
WOR dawns at morning
With anything but soothing
Skits certainly never boring

Len tallies scores
Michael disrupts snores
Joe epitomizes befores
Radio’s wave at superb AM actors

Allen could use a trim
But maybe
It was his way 
To miss identify
He looked smelly
But no nose 
Sniffled 
He projected dirty
Without swearing
In fact he was quiet 
Meditating while
Serenely raucous 
That’s what happens
When you write
With neurons