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Robot dog, I love you.
Although I do not have the
two thousand dollars or so
to buy you, you're still waiting,
a happy puppy, scratching clanky cool
with a motorcycle body, and a head
helmeted like Vader,
and a sparkplug tail, a dog
impervious to tooth or nail
or bullets.
And one day
when the economy is better
and when my wife lets me and
if I have discretionary spending
of two thousand dollars or ...

I will shortly be putting up a website to house my portfolio. In addition to illustrating, I dabble a little in writing. If I have something that's been well received, should I put it up too? Or is it kind of silly to host a story on your website? My eventual career goal is to write and illustrate children's books, so I wondering if including writing as well as art wouldn't be beneficial.

O god let me borrow more money
before the bank collapses
for we've no room for couch potatoes
in our lounges, gone back
to wooden armchairs hard as bridges,
and the state stole all our backyard profits
from our once-lawn market gardens.

It's now hide under a sock Sunday
a death shock for my finance crumble
and I'm a horrid tangle of bedclothes
with the washing half done.

Cap down with a headstart, you gun it
pedalling down crazy horse, bursting forth,
revving and surging, my speed struck brother
blasting forward a blaze in a carlength
before the traffic
stops.

But why drive all action hero, dude
Fast and Furiously
with the Need for Speed too?
because let's face it
Bourne and Bond never run over babies
and old women
while the cameras are rolling
and you can't stop on ...

I've edited the photo out because it was not intended to offend any Lit-netters. I will search for a less recognizable photo. Sorry.
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Come Here Little Girl

It weighs on me - this elephant in the parlor.
This larceny of wood-be Lancelots flashing
yellow teeth and green backs, the
undercurrent lucre of

tumescent little flags raised by the
holy blue grail (the drug ...