Butcher's street

Pulitzer walked up this street. A beard to his waist tucked in a pocket of his long coat. Vladimir waived his hand to him from a distance, when he was writing his revolutionary poetry. Now a dog, an empty bucket in his muzzle, walks the street with a purpose. Pulitzer walked up this street. Dazed street whispers Maiakovsky's verses. The dog disappeared inside of the slaughterhouse. Everybody around here knows this dog. After a while he reappeared. His master is now helping him to carry a full bucket. Pulitzer walked up this street, whole street sighs deeply. Trolley pole shouts Maiakovski's verses, when the streetcar turns right corner. Pulitzer and Maiakovski are now shaking their hands. Which of them has had the beard? I don't know. Did those two ever meet? I don't think so. Butcher's Street was in need of little drama. What about the dog? He is inside of his home now. What about the streetcar? It still sways thorough the street. What about the slaughter house? It is still there. And what about Pulitzer? I doubt he knew anything about Maiakovski's poetry. Nearby Butcher's Street Vltava river washes its banks, and I keep walking. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville 12/10/2010 Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/20/2009

Drug addict

Life is one big party. Just observe, look, steal everything you can. Just do not get caught. You are on the drugs. Go to the source. Observe, take, enjoy. Get free housing. You have no income, your pockets are empty - now, today. Observe. look, take, enjoy. Just don't get caught. Work is for others. It's something you didn't learn. Music, drugs, give me the right buzz. Everything is free, just for taking. If you will strike the proper well you will get instantly rich. Life is one big party, enjoy when you can. Be smart, don't overdose. Have right mixture. There is a risk and that will end it all. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/20/2010

Apartment for rent

Relatives came to pick up a chest of drawers. They took pictures in front of high rise. First all of them together, then one by one. One soul left. There is no need this mouth to feed. I wish to be Buddhist, and this soul in its next life will not have to worry about being lonely. Little bit of grief, little bit of memories, and long way home full of remorse. Time stopped for one short second. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, translated from Czech 12/18/2010 POW! GROW

My street

The birds are flying above my street and make my cat chatter his teeth. Sometimes the dogs are fighting. They are not many houses here. Poverty is looking out of the windows. People are walking. They have no cars. Walking is good for them - if they can. Children are skating and dreaming every day, when they'll grow up they will leave this street. They skate faster, when they are dreaming. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville 12/15/2010 POW! assignment.

Hey, Josh

Hey, Josh,
I am going
to think,
because you sit
in every meeting,
and I can not
stand you.
I simply can not
stand you.
I am going
to think.
Within a year
I shall be goner.
My children
will cry.
My grandchildren
will cry
and call:
we shall miss you
grandma.
I shall send
my sister
on such guilt trip
she will never
come back.
My oldest sister
will knit me
nice warm sweater
to wear
in the casket,
and my brother
will tell more
tall tales.
He will cry:
Why did she run away?
No, that's another
tall tale - mine.

Hey, Josh,
why you don't get
lost? Buzz off!
Go away!
It's not working,
Josh.

Copyright (c) MP
Pottsville, 12/10/2010
POW! GROW

Doorway

Shut the door! Do you have a Christmas tree sticking in your behind? Please, close the door. There is no door, only a doorway, but not the door. Hang up beads, or put a blanket over the frame. Wind is blowing and brings inside snow. Move your butt and go and buy the door. Don't forget to bring hinges. Just cover the doorway. In summer there will be chickens pecking on the floor. Oh, you like a view on the mountain and the meadows. They are there cows, too. Go, and buy glass door, so you can have your view. Don't forget the hinges, a lock, and the handle. And what you will do? just sit and tell me what to do? I am going to chase these chickens out, stitch something to cover your glass door, and make supper. Something what you like, so I'll know, you are coming back. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/10/2010

Life skills

I taught you well by word by body language by my actions. I hear an echo of what I have said now and then. You remember good. I taught you well. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/2/2010