5 poems

arabia arabia is far away and stretches out in every direction but though you cut it up every which way there's nothing but sand in every section borneo boom-ba-de-boom, ba-de-boom-boom-boom boom-ba-de-boom, ba-de-boom-boom-boom bury my heart in a golden tomb at the end of the earth, if there's any room china i want to go to china before i die to see if everything i was taught was a lie i'll pay some wise old sages a call we'll sit and talk, beside a waterfall winnebago weary waitresses and bored detectives fill the hallways with vile invective hotel down by the railroad tracks dead shoe salesmen never come back teddy i woke up this morning with a feeling of despair and looked around for my teddy bear but someone had slipped through the bars of my cell and carried poor teddy off to hell

love is a mangy dog

life is like a mangy dog sleeping in a hollow log with hardly room to scratch or sneeze his only company the fleas that without even saying please feast upon his mortal flesh yes, life is quite a sorry mesh a web of futile desperations solitudes and dissipations and as the flame of life grows slim and dreams of glory fade and dim the dog rolls over on his side with nothing left to hope or hide and hears on high the sudden scratch of a hunter's cigarette-lighting match and through the mist a waning moon murmurs, it will be over soon