Hot wax on my fingers (2015)

  

I light candles

On my dinner table

And watch the wax

Drip down its

Long tapered sides

And I think of you,

What if these were

Your fingers

Instead of mind,

Feeling the sting

Of the hot wax

Where I hold too long

Or stroke too hard,

As if what I do

Causes the candles

To burn and melt,

Each stroke

Drawing out of it

This precious fluid

The sting of which

On my fingers

Also brings me

Pleasure,

Thinking it is you,

Who causes it

When if is my thinking

Of you that does,

Imagining again

The touch of you

On me that stirs up

This hot wax scalding

As it always has

And always will.

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Black Supremacists

 

 

If you stay quiet, they might ignore you,

Even if you’re white; this new holy order

Parading flawed martyrs like Floyd

Yet condemn you if you fly the American flag

Madness filling the streets of Portland

Or Seattle or St. Louis

With smoke and curses

In the pretense of social justice

They really mean as revenge

Crushing us in their greedy fingers

As they pound the walls of law

They intend to topple

As we stare down at the terror

 from the windows of the upper floors

stunned by the horror of humankind,

black faces and white faces

smothered in black masks

a new kind of KKK looking for

white people they can lynch,

caught in the frenzy

of their own misguided philosophies

as racist as the racists they hunt

black supremacists rather than white

looking for answers nobody can give

 

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White is the new black

 Universities build walls

Between the races
Like new segregation
Determined to blot out
With black anything white
Rules of order
Like new Jim Crow
Telling us what words to say
Or not say, or things to do
Or shouldn’t,
Not yet banning us from toilets
Or water foundations,
Nor making us sit
On the back of the bus,
No new “whites only,”
Yet, but soon,
Orange once being the new black,
Meaning jail birds,
But these days,
You dare not show your white face
Any place like this
With lists posted
Martin Luther-like
To the gates of
Higher education saying
“Whites need not apply.”

 

Obama's Bay of Pigs (from Politically Incorrect)

I hear the cry of the Syrian refugees

as they flee the fire

Obama cast over them

in Clinton's call to overthrow

Assad,

this need to seize from Russia

it's only ally in the Middle East,

full of lust for oil,

These poor Syrian foods

locked in long lines

that stream over borders

where nobody wants them,

carrying pictures of salvation

in their heads

chanting names like

Obama

Clinton

Kerry,

not knowing these

are the very ones

who betrayed them,

who caused their misery,

a fool's hope that these

names might save them

from the becoming some

of the countless dead

littering the landscape

they flee,

Obama

Clinton

Kerry

prayers to heartless gods

who mock them

by pretending sympathy

while blaming people

other than themselves

for these people's misery,

Obama,

Clinton,

Kerry,

I hear the cry

of the Syrian refugees

as they stream into

other places

where other people

hate tehm

like boat people

from Cuba,

abandoned

after Kennedy's

Bay of Pigs

placing a fool's hope

on the very people

who caused the fire

the death

and hopelessness

Obama

Clinton

Kerry

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Cosmetics Plus --- a remembrance

This is the tale of my time working at a company in Fairfield. The owner's son is currently a congressman and once served as President Bill Clinton's speech writer

Cosmetics Plus -- a remembrance

Al Sullivan's political incorrect Xmas stories collection

Christman Racket

Joe's Diner (1993 version)

Oh Christmas Tree

Mall Rats and Mistletoe\\\

Ratbusters

We three kings (old version)

A gift for Pauly (story)

A gift for Pauly (poem)

A gift for Pauly (screen play)

Sledding in Manhattan

Santa's Sleigh (poem)

Sea shore christmas (journal)

rumor of Alf (journal)

For Old Time's Sake (monologue)

For Old Time's Sake