**dirigibles**

big mamma’s
side by side
BIG mamma’s
when i say
big mamma’s i mean
BIG FUCKIN’ MAMMA’s BIG
presumably twin
sisters
elbow to elbow
no elbowroom
weighing in at no
less than a
well-developed
Japanese sumo wrestler cept
they were BIG
mamma’s -mamma

“daddyO” i said “you see them hooters”

“MAMMOTH yes” daddyO
replied like he wasn’t
payin attention til
i pointed them
out but
daddyO stared
his goatee fixed
to his chin like a
fresh trimmed cunt
patch

side by side
no room to move
daddyO and i
ordered a drink
from a harem gurl
posed
as a waitress
walkin down
the casino
aisle

daddyO and i
were on our way out
already broke
but we stopped
within a small
crowd everyone
watching the two
try
to manipulate those
COLOSSAL dirigibles
about the machine and
grab the arm
of that nickel
contraption

those
torpedoes were
E_RECT and they
bumped the front
of the one arm’d bandit as
they
strrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrretched
simultaneously
looooooooooong          and                    far
past those
98 triple quadruple DEFGHIJ’s
til
finally
they completed
the feat

DaddyO
couldn’t take
his eyes off
of the immense Zeppelins nor
could i
standing here
sippin our drinks
DaddyO’s
hand
cup’d my
right almost
‘b’

then
the unthinkable
happened
BIG MAMMA
closest to us
dropped
a nickel
between
her legs

she looked
down
BIG MAMMA SIS
looked
down then
they looked at
each other
dumbfounded and
i looked at
DaddyO
raised my eyebrows and
we both looked
at the
coin camouflaged on the coin
colored carpeted casino
floor

she backed off
away from
the machine
spread her legs to
either outer side
step by step til
they extended
as wide as
they would go
and
she bent
straight forward at
the waist
her velcro’d head
brillo’ing
the machine

DaddyO and i
blinked open-
mouthed we
shook our heads
no_way

"my gawd DaddyO
they're like
Hindenburgs
going
down"

he just watched on
flabbergasted
as the tips
of those things
piloted
the floor like
airships holding
her up and
by DaddyO
she got
that nickel!

 

passin out feels good

i’ve passed out
a coupla times
didn’t thnk
much
of it til
a few years later and
then
i got to thinkin’
about
what it was like to
be passed out
inside
somewhere
since
i had the
experience
tho
there is no kind of
expected or suspected
warning
way ahead of time
this one time
i quickly became
dizzy knees
numbly weakening
while
squat
in my computer chair and
then
i
just
fell
to
the
floor
i might have
sounded like
a brick
thump
i don’t recall
pain or
otherwise while
zonked
tho
i had a tremendous
headache when
i awoke
and my shoulder
ached
at the blade
and the only
conclusion
i arrived at was
that
i musta felt
good
while being
under that influence
then
i did it again
a year later
unplanned
this time
my knees buckled
i felt
heat building from
my
insides out
like a fever
at the onset of
flu as a matter
of fact
i was ill with flu
wobbly standing
at the slow-pace’d post
office counter
purchasing
1-33 ¢ sheet of
self-stick stamps i
paid with
a 10$ bill
the black clerk woman
rung it up
dumb
founded at
the change amount
displayed on
the register as if
the register
were
incorrect
i mean
what’s
10 $s
take away
6 $s and 60¢s with
out the help of
a resgister or
an (un)educated(?) post
al clerk but
next thing
i knew i was
face to face with
the mail lobby floor
specs strewn
across the way
paramedics lookin
down while i
looked up and in
that unconscious state
the result was the same as
the previous
incident except i
came too
woozy with
this big
knob on my head and
later
doctor’s tests stated
no
probable cause in
conclusion
surely passin out
feels
good better
then
not and
i returned to
the post office to
retrieve my
3 $s & 40 ¢s
change

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the Personal Invitation

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"Personal Invitation"
to join an
online literary arts committee as
a ‘host’ some
of the duties of
‘host’
is to post
and comment
on other members
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you
will be part
of an organization
well recognized by
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organizations publishers
and art galleries
as well as
with
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