Monday, August 15, 2011

Missing Julia Child

No surprise
the sea bass fillet
cooked amid a barrage
of fuck yous and piss offs
comes out raw in the middle

When asked to rate his fellow chef
tattooed contestant
replies a volley of bleeps
the only portion of his words
deemed fit
to be heard
by the American viewing audience
bitch can't cook

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Hoarders (poem)

If you are urinating
into old juice bottles
please tell us
so we can zoom in
on the full bottles

we will give you access to
licensed mental health professionals
if you let us film you
crying, raging, picking your way
across the piles
you have made
into your world
unable to throw away
rotting squash

cue the flies
for their closeup