A trio of funny ones this time

I should probably present these without commentary, but it's haaaaard!  I thought these three were funny.  I must have gotten a real snootful of e. e. cummings before writing the first one. The second one is really silly, but there's a self-awareness there that I like.  The last one is, well.... I think it's probably the best of the three.  Anyway!  I promise I will stop the hijacking after this week.  Probably only do like one or two more of these posts, and then go back to your regularly scheduled broadcast!

Blank comes now into

Blank falls

sidewise and weirdways

from the sunpush nightgrunt

birthvacuum and into be

and here.

Be is a strange thing,

all nosemoutheyesearshands

for drinking herenow.

(Somehow someone somewhere comes to fullstop)

Noone is such fine company

in nine-month nothing

that Blank is forced to

sing a wasn't

loud as

a daunt to everywhere

and gasplife

redundantly to please

be (and to daunt resume)

while don't and musn't

tell him hush

and croon lullilies

to futurewho.

Conversations with Foliage

So, Self-important,

did you talk

to the tree?

Did they tell you

how ridiculous you are,

woodenly arguing

your anger

with a rough bark

of laughter?

          "Yeah, wild cowboy flowers

           pulled pistils from holsters

           and ran my ignorance right outta Dodge."

Hey, Self Important,

did you discuss

the roots of

your impotence

with Mr.

Stan D.

Coniferous?

Did he branch

into mockery

when you saw

how solid

his trunk?

          "Yeah, he told me

           that on the contrary,

           the inability to move frees me

           from the obligation to act."

Say, Self Important,

did you debate

your sadness

with Miss Cherry

Deciduous?

Did she threaten

to leaf you,

candid chlorophyll,

'cause you

didn't eat her

cherries no more?

          "Yeah, I stammered as stamens

           spat golden pollen on my depression

           and spilled blossoms and petals on my hate."

Okay, Self Important,

so awkward and mortal,

did you explain

your perspective

and all of your

problems

to Mayor

Merle Maple?

Yes?  Good,

he's a capable

being.  Now

what did he say?

          "He said there is only sap

           and syrup to the trees.

           Called me full of sap

           and poured syrup on me."

sandbox menendez

this is where i
want to rule
the world from.

in my pajamas.

let the churchills

and the nixons

and popes come here to me.

i've got my batphone

and alfred.

(i'm mad a mommy.

mommy and daddy

     are banished

to their rooms.

indefinitely.)