a history of everything in three acts

I
in the beginning there wasn’t that much
just a whole lotta nothing & nowhere & such
till a big bang sprang right outta the chasm
in an unexpected creation spasm
(though why you’d interrupt infinite snoozing
is actually the thing I find most confusing)

II
after a while humans jumped up
fashioned tools and got quite pumped up
thought themselves the absolute nuts
quickly jogging from caves to huts
cities, castles, countries, kingdoms
hunting deer to bumping incomes

III
invented gods who were smart like them
so armies could rampage and say amen
all the while using the earth like a pit
for mining more stuff and then burying it
till the universe said the experiment’s dead
turned out the lights and went back to bed

chives

I was in the garden
thinking hard n’
startin’
to feel words were dumb
grass was grass, the sun, the sun
(creatively blocked, to use the jargon)

suddenly I’m dry flow
a vacant little shit show
a no go kinda poet
a kid with a trumpet
who blows and pumps it
but it just sounds bad and he has to dump it

I know it’s absurd
all because I saw some herbs
in a rotten ol’ planter start to emerge
yeah! I felt so alive
looking at chives
but the words I wanted wouldn’t arrive

a sign I should quit
stop for a bit
put the pen down, be done with it
finally fuck this
spike the haikus, kill the couplets
cut the chives, make some omelettes