That Hollywood Sparkle

 

That Hollywood Sparkle

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it’s not so much we resent the hungry
no more than do we despise the poor
rather we avoid and dismiss them
with the dull cough of apathy
we find them disturbing and dangerous
they disquiet our comfort
they disrupt our summer stroll downtown

we do not flow with the milk of kindness
our part is more the dark brandy of denial
afterall what is it we can really do
we do however praise our stars
for their sensitivity toward the downtrodden
it makes the less fortunate more glamorous
and we like the hollywood sparkle it imparts to tragedy

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rob kistner © 6/26/18

These People

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These People

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these people

that begrudge me my juicy burgers
or my rare filet mignon

that look down their nose
at my slathered baby backs

or sneer with disdain
as I tear into a buttery veal chop

these people

their cutting condemnation
because I’m devouring
a cut of impeccably seasoned loin
like it’s some violation of nature

think about it

if this were’t the natural way
there wouldn’t be A1 sauce

and you’re going to tell me
Mr. Weber had zucchini on his mind
when he created the kettle grill

listen

if the 4-legged critters
had the gumption to organize
and effectively resist
their inevitable transformation
into steaks and chops

or even act mildly indignant
regarding their situation

I might think differently

but they simply
go with the flow

quite content
to fatten up
on the free grub

and loll about all day
in the free accommodations

and as I savor
their perfectly turned succulence
I’m damned grateful for their indifference

these people

let them eat soup

warhol-at-the-grocery-store

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rob kistner © 2012

  • Incidentally, my lovely wife is a vegetarian, and loves soup…

  • Ship of Dreams

    …I have always loved the fantasy art of Dean Morrissey and James C. Christensen, and this week’s prompt at Writer’s Island put me in mind of their highly imaginative and captivating work, which in turn inspired the poem below, with its “tongue-in-cheek” ending…

     

    Ship of Dreams

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    fantastic is this spell I’m under
    magic of a splendorous kind
    a world of cornucopic wonder
    treasure troves of dreams to plunder
    in this kingdom of my mind

    here I live a life enchanted
    here no fear of any threat
    sorrow is by joy supplanted
    no limit to desires granted
    what I want is what I get

    fantasy’s elaboration
    a god of pleasure I ascend
    soar in sweet hallucination
    in ships of my imagination
    oh, would this dream but never end

    Epilogue

    well now, oh dear, that was a bit much
    somewhat carried away it seems
    euphoria finds me out of touch
    with reality, good sense, and such
    perhaps I’ll temper my daydreams

    throttle back my vision quest
    bring fascinations down to size
    moderation will serve me best
    but dreams are so hard to repress
    no limits when you fantasize

    • • •

    rob kistner © 3/26/11

    • written for Writer’s Island

    • art piece at top by Dean Morrissey

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    …below is a sample of the fantasy art of James C. Christensen