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New Meat 2010

Moe — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 00:02:23 +0000

a new year’s poem, wishing you, like, the best in meat

New Meat 2010

on the eve of next year
my bowl glistens
with the promise
of all that’s new and good

Whale Meat

Moe — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:12:08 +0000

like, you know, this prompt comes from MeatRightPoem, a, you know, writing site.

WHALE MEAT

why wish for your words
when all but dogs disguise
the fact that knowning what
we want waits in juice
inside clean bowls.

thankyou

Q&A in MoPoWriMo form

Moe — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 20:26:55 +0000

people,

people, you know, like to ask me all the time: “Moe, like, should dogs on the raw meat diet, you know, eat anything, like, with their meat?”

short answer: “Like, sure.” however, my MoPoWriMo answer is as follows:

BANANA

the smell of yellow love
fills the air like fragrance
set to sweeten the taste
of blood in my bowl

thankyou

Auto-respond

Moe — Fri, 08 May 2009 03:13:04 +0000

i set myself to say
not here

when you call me
or write

but then
how could i be

that far away
from my bowl?

Backside

Moe — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 01:32:15 +0000

Tonight I wait at the door
waiting for woman or boy to walk through
while my roommate licks her backside

3 Levels

Moe — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 12:30:40 +0000

Upstairs
the boy sleeps

Downstairs
woman reads

Outside
my bowl fills with rain

MY MAMA RIDING AWAY ON A BIKE – A Poem

Moe — Sat, 11 Apr 2009 01:55:18 +0000

I WROTE THIS POEM FOR MAMA WHEN I WATCHED HER RIDE AWAY:

THERE GOES MY MAMA

ON HER BICYCLE OF DREAMS

SILENCE

AS THE STREET ACCEPTS HER

LOVE MAJI!

A Moe’s Meats Poem

Moe — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 07:29:55 +0000

more
often
excited
surely

meat
eaten
albeit
tomorrow

A Poem Without a Title

Moe — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 20:36:33 +0000

I can’t believe it was only yesterday
that I last ate supper

Thank you.

Tripe – A Poem

Moe — Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:33:13 +0000

If there was only one choice I had
as a dog
as a companion
as a ruler

It would be to eat tripe out of a ceramic bowl
on the deck
while woman watched, naked, from the hammock