Everything and Nothing at All

http://charlespoet.podomatic.com/entry/2016-04-30T15_54_55-07_00

I gave up the ghost the other night shot it

Right into my hand and it felt amazing while

It lasted then I lost all interest and ate a pint

Of Ben & Jerry’s Cake My Day Ice-cream

And there’s really nothing more to share

Because I jumped the shark a long time ago

And I’m not all that sorry because shit happens

To bad and good people alike and some die of

Cancer while others overdose on life

And I hardly think I am a poet and I know I’m

Not a prophet maybe all I am is a pain in the ass

As I turn more and more into a curmudgeon and

The word irascible is the only adjective that fits me

You can pretend nothing affects you and no one

Challenges you, but when the Swiss cheese hits the

Fan and you’ve fallen and can’t get up you’ll wish

There was a button to push because the idea of no one

Coming to your aid is too scary a notion to swallow on

An empty stomach

A dark night of the soul might scare the bejesus out

Of you or it might just force you to face the memories

That continue to confound you as everyone ceases and

Desists from answering your private messages on FB

And you slip into unconsciousness

Charles Cicirella

4/27/16

Zippo (For Darin Bulai)

http://charlespoet.podomatic.com/entry/2016-04-30T02_10_44-07_00

Light yourself on fire

Just do it

It’ll be fun

And you can

Tell your kids

About it

And you can

Act like

You have

-

All the questions

Pour the kerosene

Over what passes

For entrails today

We’re all roadkill

In one vestibule

Or another

-

We’re all dispassionate

When push comes

And the martyr

-

Refuses to absolve you

Of your synergy

I snorted infinity

Up both nostrils

I did it on a dare

-

I did it

Because I was bored

And Einstein dared me to

Light yourself on fire

It’ll be like the old days

When shit came out

-

And wouldn’t

Go back in

So tirelessly

Charles Cicirella

4/29/16

Sugar

http://charlespoet.podomatic.com/entry/2016-04-29T01_27_15-07_00

I think it was the beginning of the end when women

Starting shaving off all their pubic hair

It’s none of my business, but I wish there was more

Pubic hair out here in the land of dragons

I think it was the end of the beginning when I started

Putting two not three teaspoons of sugar in my afternoon

Coffee

Something tells me I best pull back before it’s too late

And all this cheese Danish goes to my head

I believe it was the beginning of many unraveled endings

When we stopped looking into each other’s eyes during sex

And maybe I’m just imagining things or maybe the end

Really is near as I smoke another imaginary joint

And wish you were here

Sometimes when I’m feeling too full of myself I think

I’ll go the way of the dodo bird while most of the time

I know as Jewish-Sicilian poets go becoming extinct

Is not even an option because I’m nowhere near cool

Enough to burn out as the rearview stares back at me

Like a shrinking violet or rusted razorblade

I know the times are a-changin’ as I do my best

To wrap my head around exactly what this means

And who will be first and who will be last when the

Chosen are culled from the nonspecific

And snorting a little sugar up your nose is no longer

Frowned upon as the chickens come home to roost

And another golden egg begs to be turned into a super

Omelet

Charles Cicirella

4/29/2016