Monday, November 14, 2011

WorkBaneEthic

WorkBaneEthic
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WorkBaneEthic
Minimum Wage will not ever feed a family it was never intended for a Family provider it is a starting wage a place to begin your work career not the 57 year old man still washing dishes in the diner cause his Daddy taught him how when he was only 14 years of age and could learn nothing else because of his addictions and his sicknesses eye am 51 % handicapped listed with Workman's compensation for an accident eye had when eye was 23 years old they even had to give me Social Security DIsability but got out of giving me any money then this is what happened back than. AHHA a play on words. They Determined me able to work and refused my initial claim then when eye persisted with my claim they caved in and sent me to a OLD FOLKS HOME where eye was treated than like dirt they way people treat other people who seem to be winning there case. They gave me all the paper work for a THIRTEEN MONTH stay eye think eye was only there THREE DAYS when the NURSE at the desk made me go into my room like a LITTLE BOY in the middle of the day REFUSING to let me watch the TELEVISION. Eye tore my VERY IMPORTANT papers and tossed them into the WasteCan and left eye have never filed a claim after that first FIASCO. Sitting here and penning this eye have decided to NEVER draw my Social Security check at all. Eye will spend the rest of my life in freedom. The labor jobs and day labor jobs that eye have held are not acceptable to me in my weekend state. Weakened. From all my efforts to remain dry and sober and free. The monkey on my back and the things eye carry with me make me strong and usefull seeming. Iff only to myself then eye am just the one who is taking care of me. This is the time for the old joke the Cemetery must be the most popular place in town. WHY? because everyone is dying to get in there. Eye have been hurt by your version of what you think are good Americans Illegal Drug users Chicken cooking Homosexuals and white boyz. Refused service for resting my leg after hiking to Mcdonalds only to be threatened with arrest for Loitering next to the parking lot but eye was at the building next door.This New Nation which has No use for GOD in the classrooms or the fields. No Salute from me left inside me for your Flag or Uniforms. Nothing left to feel but hate for a non feeling Government who hate the homeless and the poor. Like the Spanish Inquisitor who just passed gas near me he tried to talk to me eye told him eye was busy go ask someone else HIS PROBLEM it is his problem eye had to go to Security after he cursed and threatened me iff he returns to my seat to cause me problems eye am to go and TELL them. It is better for Both of us iff he does not return. After a check of the main area on the first floor eye have decided he was only talking street tought talking they all do it here just to instill fear in others they must do it just to survive these ganger ridden streets of San Antonio. My day is filled with this WorkBaneEthic.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Jackolantern

Jackolantern

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Jackolantern

Jjust because they love you in spite of your problems and there problems will not hinder the love will be there until both of you are gone to Aaccept the fact of the limits of a finite world making you seem Ccross off the worry you saw the way she loves you sending you two messages sweating out her love into those fingerings on the mouse pad she must have been about to faint for iff her daughter or her boss had seen this action would have pounced on her she loves me so very very much Jjust Ccross Kkill the messanger it is the OLDEN ROMAN way Oorbit is declining your balance is failing you jump out now and get wetter quicker the Llove of one when ignited to the other flame becomes the most wonderful bane of existence is Aantipathy at its best on a holiday full of Nnoshing candy finding problems at your doorway lighting old doorways with Jackolantern smiles. Tthe candle light flickering nowadays is mostly electric a sort of a badge of the middle class to tell poorer people down the street hey we still got electricity. Ttender is the quick under the nails on my coffin is not sealed and eye must get out before the daylight comes to steal my heart for her in love it must be dark Eeternal life will keep us together what is only one old Halloween do not despair or worry dear for eye am here forever Rrolling down the palisades skipping over the moat to be your Nnugget found. Jackolantern

Just Accept Cross Kill Orbit Love Antipathy Noshing Tender Eternal Rolling Nugget. CROWNED

Thursday, June 30, 2011

wrong turn

wrong turn
summer
wrong turn
too many turns the wrong way
the idiot on the bicycle pretending to be gay or happy
then demanding where did eye get my shopping cart
even suggesting that eye was stealing it GOD forbid forging monotones into my mind of sneaking up on the BIG K lot sneaking past the Guard shack running with the wind at my back lifting the cart from the nearest customer eye must have pushed it past the Guards were shooting at me then eye stood on the sidewalk waiting for him to come around the corner he is a NO SHOW he stood me up he is CHICKEN SHIFTING like every UNM person does. Eye hope he is a teacher there they deserve him. DID the idiot steal the buy cycle he was running from me on. EYe did strongly suggest he had no business on the sidewalk where eye was pushing my scrounge and found shopping cart this one is from Big Lots they are smaller not so noticeable as the larger shopping chains like SMITHS he chose to ignore me late for class eye suppose he is the bees knees on campus he still looks the idiot grin to eye think he got them cold clammy feet when eye told him where his buycicle parts would soon now be in his anatomy not mincing my words he took too many wrong turns but not the last one now eye keep my shopping cart moving on the sidewalk no buycycle on the path behind me AMEN. thankful the strongman from the UNM circus did not decide to take his last wrong turn again.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Pain

Pain
spring
Tooth broke the uppers are broke even off and they stopped hurting so eye began trying to live with the constant pain now the lower jaw has betrayed me with a broken jaw tooth this sucker is hurting. It is only the food eye eat getting trapped when eye use my tooth pick wisely the pain mostly stops the thing is so loose eye can wiggle it with my finger this may be causing it to hit a nerve from time to time. At this moment eye have not taken medicine TODAY is Fathers Day SUnday and the tooth is not hurting now after Pizza Slice with Peach CObbler. Eyem drinking a Strawberry drink with lime. Eye found an antihistamine tablet capsule in my computor bag eye only took the one that was already broken open not the seal but the white powder eye think eye got most of the medicine ah ah ah
blah blah blah and so it goes on to say blah blah blah
you must understand me its what eye MEANT to say not what is written here ici become the written poem then decide just what it is eye meant for you to see blah blah blah eye spy the garden flower in the flower garden glowing the purple radiation makes the flower huge the purple flower will top two stories it will grow without the water without the food fed by radiation from Japan My sister told me life is Pain it is supposed to be painful. You got your wish my tooth is miserable. Playing cards with Jack slap your Jack Jack play the Jack Jack Go fish Jack Jack the deck Jack and finally the halitosis you think they did not notice but here is what they told each other when you left the room. The boy smells not just bad but like unto a cadaver eye swear he smells like he has been dead for three days. He bathes in the river stinks. Yes Peter your pater mater said this. The turtle writes a poem with the pads of its feet as it walks a long way with its house on its back it looks for food with each pad pad pad pad of its four little feet it gets the checkered flag it wins the race against the wicked white rabbit leaving pellets in the grass it goes so fast but sleeps too much in love eye write this poem now its gone the turtle won as time plods along eye forget my pain when doing my work of making a poem of prose no rhyme or reason but hope

Saturday, May 14, 2011

A Secret Love

A Secret Love

A Secret Love

A Secret Love

I would rather be her secret love
Than make a movie in the porn o graph
To lay with Chinese women in the dark
If eye could love them one by one
And take turns kissing all of them
I would rather be her secret love
The substance of her dreams
The sure and certain love of her secret heart
The love to be kept secret in her dark
The love she always needs.
I would rather be the secret love of ewe.

Oh my secret heart



Oh my secret heart
so far away
eye love ewe
secretly
today
eye bite the apple for one bite
it rolled away and got so dirty on the clay
eye want some more to eat
bite the apple with the me
kiss the bearer of the fruit
kiss the cup
fragile wings bear love enough

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

two poems

two poems
april
Two poems on the poetry month
IN the course human events come to be tossed like salads out the chips lost to the garbage centers in my eye gone sour on my life now now ded ded ded dodo birds fly. Long thick tendrils of ice enter my mind. Define poem to be whatever the poet pens them to be. Poe or Emily. They wasted time with the forms of poetry. They would have done better to be prose penning ghosts telling lines over lines of misrhyming prose. Did Edger Allen ever touch his toes did Emily get kissed. Did they kiss the toes of this bearded one. Isn't prose funn. The love of Poe for DIckenson. Eye will wrap the venison in flowing robes of velvet for the purple flower to chew the tanning hide to make her moccasins we ride the wind tonight. The girlfriend is creek Indian. The picnic steaks is venison. Buck Poe not Roe Dickenson. Eye could do more in this vernacular however this Day is tedious longer then my patients will allow no im not the Doctor Jim eyem the airplane mechanic. Holding upp her wings. We fly.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

get reedy for April now

losther no loser eye
by Charles Robert Hice on Saturday, March 12, 2011 at 9:26am
april
losther

no loser eye

she left me

not the other Way round

round round robin

find my heart today

do not leave me in the Land escaping

further confessed further confused

hopelessness is not love

you did not give love to me

be of good self

disappear

never darken my door no more

no less then treason

is your reason

you do not wish to give

love is sodden in your wine

go cry

elvin fairies never lie

you did so

you become

the new non person

of one

losther

ed.note.ed

eye think you might find

this to be simple

not complexed

her hubby might

have gotten jealous

of our time spent

this my be ull it is

she might love me yet



CHarity

This Earth is cess pool there is no honest charities the people who handle the money you donate kept it they don't pass it on to victims of hopelessness they do not see one red dime of nothing you give to them. yes its true. they rolled it up in drug money snorted upp the nose in hundred dollar bills. iff u truly wish to help someone like Japan roll up some Salomi's in your bed troll over there find some poor people on the ground give them something to eat so help me GOD mhy Jesus will give it back to you when you see him. Its called CHarity.