Companion poems by Francine DuBois
and Hezekiah Allen Taylor
if I spoke Spanish
why I never left your father
Punctuation Goddesses Ride Elephants Made of Commas
Jesus in Spandex
I'd stick you in an oval frame
Super Duper Hero Machinations
celebrity collapse camp
your lover's house
produce of Scotland
on no, and a lot of live musicians
challenge the triplet
crazy dance holiness
an orchestra--a hen is better than an egg tomorrow
delicate person but with very humor
beauty theme park
a sparkling future
a fat comeback
I get the distinct feeling
rating the idol
holiday of disobedience
I am composed of thousands of tiny pixels.
Would you STOP going on about Samuel Beckett? There are other things
Everything Morrissey predicted in the '80s is coming true
Karen, will you take that out of your mouth?
Nervous headaches? Bulging veins?
No. I haven't missed you at all.
Are there McDonalds in heaven?
Most gangsta rappers are quite polite in person
George Orwell writes beautifully. He is due for a revival.
I used to get drunk before meeting journalists
Postage Stamp Woman
Brand New Dogma
Bunnies Don't Come When They're Called
"Soap is a tool of peace and a weapon of war."
"If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you best
teach it to dance."
Shock and Awe
Time. Date. Year.
Some Sort of Random Party
Anna Karinina Quilt
Home of the Heavenly Pie
"Brainwashee" or "Brainwashor"? Which
one are you?
I've lost my social sparkle.
Downgrading on elevated uncertainty.
You haven't annoyed me yet, so I wouldn't worry.
Breaker, breaker, 1-9
Adaquacy is the challenge.
Singles Swap Meet
She only comes home to swap clothes . . . and fellas.
Richard, you are British and the sea is in your blood.
The female chimp forages alone.
DuBois and Taylor wrote a multitude of different odes, straying from
their usual gimmick.
Dukes of Hazzard
Vega$/Spencer for Hire
The Love Boat
Flops that I remember well (or not so well)
The Streets of Miami--That Was My Dance School
I Believe in God 100 Percent
I'm Starting to Think, Man, I Can Bust This Dude
Well, I Rap.
Yo, Boy, I'm Serious.
Talk About Being Bummed!
I Picked "To the Extreme" as a Title 'Cause That's What Vanilla Ice
Has Always Been About
As Far As Creativity Goes, I Might Be Using a Little Bit of Someone
And I Said, "Sure, You Know, Rock It!"
Stop, Collaborate, and Listen!
I Think She Needs a Sugar Daddy, Or At Least Someone With a Better Bathroom
Black Hair, As Black As My Soul
Great Rack . . .
All Cats Fear the Plunger
Roasty Toasty Princess
The Washing Machine is Quiet on Blue Moons
Where's My Pants?
Warmest Thing Known
Men Who Idolize Frank Sinatra
How to Write an Essay About Flowers
Do Not Touch Casket--Electrical Shock
The Waitress Writes Poetry
A City Without Fences
Your Waiter This Evening Will Be . . .
Poo and What-not
I've Been the Governor of a Big State
Do You Know How to Make Someone Pee His Pants, Really?
Dude, He Was All Like "Glitter, Glitter" When He Touched Me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T (in high male falsetto)
We're in !@#$%^&* Kentucky
I've Never Flown Before
Angel, You Want Some Bacon?
Perception is Reality
Damn Wicca Lesbians
Ode to Ol' Roy
Please Use Rear Entrance
Behind the Green Door
The Mob Stole Our Porn
Shove It Up Your Giddy Ass
Sexual Theme Park
There is Beauty in the Room
Screwing Up Means Possible Arrest
I'd Buy Lederhosen From You
That might require surgery. Or IHOP.
We appreciate it in a deep, non-Lacanian sort of way
I Could Have My Seclusion and My Sex Too
That Boy's Too Afraid of Incarceration
Am I Capable of Getting Tricky?
And Involves the Same Psychotropic Drugs
The Posturing Grackle
No One Thing Deserves This Much Warmth
Wasting Time on Each Blue Jay
With the Ease of Dew
I Lost a Horizon
I Guess It's All in My Reaction
I Suppose It's the Colors
Silver and Green--Knowing
I've Spent Hours Turning Rocks
Blue (Can Mean Anything in a Dream)
How Can I Not Get Upset When Someone Dies?
The Bad Touch
How Do I Rave?
How Adolf Hitler Died
Is the Sun Smaller than the Moon?
President Lincoln Never Wore a Turtleneck Sweater
Does Daniel Hurley Still Own His Trailer in the State of Washington?
Who Invented the Ball-point Pen?
Where Can I Find Poetry?
Muffy Goes Punk
Why Do My Pie Crusts Fall?
There's Nothing More Painful Than Watching Your Child Struggle to Read
The Floor Plan of the Taj Mahal
That Elvis Kind of Lovin'
There's a Mystery Maker in the Kitchen
The Arthur Miller School of Dance
"I Have Doughnut In My Hair"
The Christian Way of Brushing Your Teeth
What Do Communists Eat for Breakfast?
There's Something About That Man You Just Wanna Shellac