a study toward sonnet #1,271 by FisherKingKQJ

My ears are swollen by infra red band heat,
I tolerate your tough, outspoken tripe,
Your own ears nice intriguing, white stud neat,
My hard lobes tingle on your grooviest gripe.
That such and such has played out true to type,
Looks snookered by a local chick love cheat;
Pal you can't stand just blathers self deceit,
Respect then should be shown to any snipe.
Have you not noticed how poor thingy smokes,
She won't inhale puffs deep, stubs out half done,
Her taste buds are blunt, she's deadweight a ton,
And caught short, till payday she'll bludge or coax.
I bite my lip to cut your kiss in half,
Stand losing all if I should but once laugh.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 half
o $10,000,000 bipartisan
o $10,000,000 semi

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a study toward sonnet #1,270 by FisherKingKQJ

First I thought that she was some wishful dream,
I'd ticked that view of life as video game,
By her self just the same it seemed a shame,
The long face, golden hair, the gold eyes' gleam.
I guessed at her odd stunted self esteem
As she took buses, walked, so low class lame,
Then concentrated on my birdwatching aim,
She was cute, but pretty pretty was my seam.
I'd see her passing by, felt a potent pain,
Though myself disinclined to kids took stock
And worried strangely about her bio clock,
In places where chaotic thoughts rise then wane.
When I don't catch her now for her I clutch,
Earstuds white, knee-high stockings asking much?

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 clutch
o $10,000,000 grab
o $10,000,000 snap

{Editors note: I did make contact with this girl in the 90's,
she was a dream, I said some silly things and the timing was
wrong. The first thing that I look for in a girl is that she be a
non-smoker, because giving up the habit twelve years ago
nearly killed me, just as writing the first few love sonnets nearly
killed me.}

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a study toward sonnet #1,269 by FisherKingKQJ

Seems somehow spirit is at odds with looks
In my dear true love's perfect paradise,
They strand me tingling on sharp tenterhooks
In her gold sparking eyes, they canvas splice.
That's damn true, count me with the sagging sooks
When she's all dollied up and nudging nice,
Her richest ante my dutch courage rooks,
I think her essence hides in heard things thrice.
My love's the brilliant, breathing work of art-
I've eavesdropped her odd whinge a while too long,
I've shared her lecture-like peeves in singsong,
I've caught her crinkling nose, as her soft eyes dart.
I live the briefest wrinkling cross her brow
Doors stuck, dates added, spirit-flesh endow.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 brow
o $10,000,000 forehead
o $10,000,000 pate

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,268 by FisherKingKQJ

I grew plain saddened knowing that he was gay,
Yet there were vibes, and vital tell-tale signs,
The ruddy peach fuzz cheeks, camp tailored lines,
Warm self-effacing quips to keep at bay.
I mulled if I could make him mere once stray,
My diplomat charm often people mines,
I never speak no or yes, noone declines,
He'd fancy girls struck with my acting fey.
Her lantern jaw and laughter set the mood,
I flashed way back to how I flunked the itch,
She could be sweet at times, or such a bitch,
And overly wet, I screwed, bugged, screwed.
I pulled her pigtails, heard her sob, her cry,
And bugged her faceless, fiercely I heaved dry.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 cry
o $10,000,000 blither
o $10,000,000 weep

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a study toward sonnet #1,267 by FisherKingKQJ

Blonde chubby chick, noone underlines your lard,
If you saw what you were you'd cry all week,
You seem the know all, when I want any try hard,
Your passing eyes quick to judge while I peek.
I'd shake you sugar diet pills, free discard,
Your nan and you need lady viagra chic,
But you're the humourless, unsmiling card,
Once have I sideglanced your dimples' shade streak.
I saw the midday sun light your blue eyes
As you locked your car good score yards away,
And puzzled this feat, read love on a ray,
Think priorly, peoples' eye whites held all wise.
I'd watched my cousin do that cute arm thing,
Her mother's way, though, a learned style of swing.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 thing
o $10,000,000 bit
o $10,000,000 item

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,266 by FisherKingKQJ

Last month I've got to feeling mighty sad-
Far more than cheered; and chillingly afraid
To say what I think, stressed out, worried mad,
My true self is allowed the tiniest trade.
His sparking eyes still lovingly outlayed
Brush my nape, tickle on my brow one tad
From way across the room, my aura weighed,
Its photons biased, then tallied, no fading fad.
He called me by another girl's nick name,
Said goodbye cousin, don't forget your kit,
At sudden sight of me they slowly split,
He knew I loved him that bit more caught lame.
If he's away more, how can I wiggle free,
How can he beam that he loves me as me?

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 free
o $10,000,000 loose
o $10,000,000 random

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a study toward sonnet #1,265 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd like to say that you can't hang round here,
Claim me alone behind the large farmhouse;
You guess it's some new funny game to douse
Block concrete, spouts and timbers sparkling sheer.
I could shoo you out with a stink mock sneer,
When your large button eyes simply rouse
Annoyance in me, in mine for kindness bowse,
But I let you help me work kneeling near.
I'll shape my words to shoo you from slave work,
Since you bring too much love to this stranger,
You're shameless in your undies, yet don't irk,
I'm touched, I might yet touch, that's a danger.
Though, Mary, I love you, I'll tell you cold,
Go back to your mum, do much as you're told.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 cold
o $10,000,000 fresh
o $10,000,000 nippy

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,264 by FisherKingKQJ

Dear, top of list go wild whoops on good news,
My crooked parents are claimed dead of olden age,
I should miss rough beatings, quaint outsized rage,
Smile their set-up-to-fail kind public ruse.
Bad news is now I'm win-lose, you're lose-lose,
You never rose to starlet, artistes' gauge,
My credit being the magi, lyric then stage,
Old clock hands never creak back as you'd choose.
It's twenty years since when you yanked me down,
Something nothing put me out of pocket,
I won't raise you with some Wall Street rocket,
My runny nose sport, being brain damage clown.
Now Lady Luck has flicked you lowest trick,
Dear, shove off my empire, give yourself stick.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 trick
o $10,000,000 method
o $10,000,000 way

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a study toward sonnet #1,263 by FisherKingKQJ

O darling, I've just done the dumb mistake
Of fielding true opinions from two friends-
My nostrils twinge a lot, my temples ache
Their fight my faith in lovely you upends.
One can't abide warm nicety cloying small fake
And your loose small talk mentally emends;
One chimes your choice chitchat for christian sake,
Thus, each to each to me no more pretends.
My lips are dry, my throat tartly trembles,
You pose as plain question your pure request,
When I do favour foremost at bequest,
Answer before the problem it resembles.
We'd quit, on the double doubts that smother,
Only you're a sweetheart, brief the bother.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 smother
o $10,000,000 asphyxiate
o $10,000,000 flatten

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Dear Diary,
We're slowly winding up to that first interactive movie, and phew, the French govt search engine and interactive movie has blown over, we can unbaton the hatches, admire the new black billed and black legged herring seagulls, the new hot blondes and cool redheads in Mt Wellington, we can say
monsieur and madame we love the depth of your actor repertory, but not at our expense, merci
beaucoup.

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

One Tree Hill Worry


2.

She sat atop the concrete culvert creek
And smiled a smile too small for passersby,
She spoke in third person, he was at home,
Down her blouse she let him pitch a peek,
The summer rain had raised her nipples high,
She said a cowboy's horny hand might roam
On her silk bra a wet see through streak,
She passed her knuckles near his button fly,
His groin began to firm, his lips to foam,
She slapped his thigh, he gave her tit a tweak,
His British bulldog rainchecked fresh lamb's fry,
A tipsy tui saw a bouncing redfaced gnome.

7.

As she walked the winding tarseal road
She jacked a cowboy by grate judder barred,
And cried out: Sweet boy, your herd you must stop,
Of boor Adonis' gored hams this does bode-
What if a boutique bull charged mad, horns marred,
On scent of steel-capped bobby-calf tanned strop?
Her skirt and panties she shucked, her scratch showed,
Said: Bullocks bollocks tanned alike are tarred,
So cowboy silly cow took in her crop.

9.

She whistled him from wandering jew dew,
Amongst wet lolly wrappers, condoms, butts,
They see-sawed two mouldy concrete blocks,
She shoved him down in tipsy tui full view
Near silly cows and simpering, small mutts,
She straddled him round volcanic grey rocks;
She rolled his fist on her tit as you do,
She rolled his knuckle just where nipple juts,
He gagged on her draped, gorgeous, flaxen locks;
His culled, runt British bulldogs kissed a few
Late born lambs; furious, aback showing guts,
He heaved her off, arrear bounced off her hocks.

10.

I tiptoed on to midlife, slinked see-saw,
I pondered both ways, and walked fro and back,
Might cloned sheep be the feeble early fluff?
A boy is quick to bend a boldface law,
A man is slow to foist a fatal crack,
A boy is poised to win big with one puff,
A man is settled on his subtle draw,
A boy is stripped for summer rain to slack,
A man is dressed in clothes light enough,
A boy is prone to feelings raging raw,
A man is often lost in broods set black,
Yet children cheering are the future's fluff.

12.

I crooked my nurse in for a soy ice cream,
I waffled on how somehow less was more,
She laughed between low calorie fueled licks;
Our desert parlour mirage marriage dream
Odd bactrian-dromedary hybrid bore,
No bull crap paradise out in the sticks;
On eco terror cowfart taxes scheme,
From biofuels breadcrumbs for third worldly poor,
She got up, sweetly said back in three ticks;
I thought her lovely tata touching meme,
By kiwi coked cheap punjab cars set store,
How her touch cured, or ciggies lit her kicks.

13.

Too close, a sunflower seemed the setting sun,
A blackhole whole smack middle of its heart,
Round fringe a superficial, fine gold blaze;
My lashes perched in crosshairs of a pun,
As blindspots, sunspots segued smooth babel art,
Three wise sha men crissed Chinese updown ways,
The sun now seemed a portal safe half done;
The darkness pulled back grey shapes black in part,
My nurse black dot on yond stile grabbed my gaze.

Mynah bird Samoan cuckoo clucked on through
Pidgin touches, parrot inflected sparrow;
And sixty minutes slowly stacked an hour,
In thousands seconds thronged their hour long queue;
I thought through what else I might harrow,
Her playful young singsong voice could empower,
I worried words in ambivalent stew,
I'd kept my chat up lines nice and narrow,
She'd said: See you soon, come sleet, hail or shower.

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,262 by FisherKingKQJ

Saying byebye, I won't quietly bite my lip
As words are spoken which lean sick,
No more compromise passing over quick,
Last time for ego walked past on toe tip.
I won't be governed as a graph screen blip,
He never fixed, though, to give me the flick;
He talked up loot the cleverest lowest trick,
I knew that stranger's style, his booby quip.
It's so heartbreaking, being week short of broke,
But I've got this mid life mild champion health,
Day one to better version me I woke,
No more timetables or scenes by stealth.
At first I missed invites from married folks,
I felt ashamed, I envied their shown yokes.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 folks
o $10,000,000 crowds
o $10,000,000 peoples

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,261 by FisherKingKQJ

Love hit me bluff a week or six days back,
Precisely how, I've cleared off ancient clues-
It swirled in skin three tones: red, blue and black-
I'd tottered, bumped, but hadn't placed the bruise.
I'd seen her round, liked her, a code to crack,
Somehow, we'd peeled off as pairs, peers and twos,
A cluttered aisle, a stiff hinge, though no smack
Of fevered romance, acrid wet squib fuse.
Liking her grooved lanes to loving better,
Though I'm not one to tease, or awkward ask,
One day I fagged a favour, then next her task,
Chance shaped rote, wherewith I slaved each letter.
She's pretty, as such pretty girls go, boss,
Laid two dimensional, entrapped my loss.

(Chorus)

o $10,000,000 boss
o $10,000,000 grape
o $10,000,000 head

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,260 by FisherKingKQJ

Though you asked me for your arse dimension,
You wore a skirt as wide as sun bleached sail,
You swept me on to say that you'd go stale-
Never would I leave in sought dissension.
Though you asked me for your arched lip tension,
You glossed them thick as crimson chinese kale,
You flagged me on to say that you'd go frail-
Never could I leave with mustered mention.
Though you asked me for your laugh throes old thread,
You narrowed your eyes into nagging bags,
You dowsed me on to say that you'd go dead-
Never would I leave at garrulous gags.
Never would I dump you, scotch sour hindsight,
You're my true love, my laugh, my life, my light.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 hindsight
o $10,000,000 backlook
o $10,000,000 rearview

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,259 by FisherKingKQJ

The time has come that we turn clock hands back,
With new time machines stock take photo frames,
The circle square with bluntest felt pen track,
Melt down together genes, deeds and surnames.
Your baby photos seem a witching stack,
Your dimples deep, your fine locks gassy flames,
But now I vaunt the hard earned virtual knack,
Square his and hers babe avatars twin aims,
Round ancient baby photos back to back.
You know me, I don't need a lousy thing
Of long ago slurring things pure gold till now
Through masterworks I'll match you anyhow
You old, old you, through faith our future brings.
I've spliced our old home movies, therein seize
Our youngest lives unknown, who'll now defreeze.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 seize
o $10,000,000 grab
o $10,000,000 trap

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,258 by FisherKingKQJ

I hear no more the laughter down our hall
From your twin bedroom with small ensuite;
The many moments where I've wished to meet,
Hook up with you, well, I could broadly bawl.
You were so pretty, he was ten foot tall,
You'd bend out your small balcony grille cheat,
I sobbed in far quiet, felt default defeat
I loved you by sight, scarcely, if at all.
My digs, like yours are dour, I can assure,
And oxidised air marks out my workplace;
High rise flat rackets some snake oil cure,
We should V6 for lordly rural space.
That is, if I can get your christian name
Off gammy girl-next-door who's also game.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 name
o $10,000,000 moniker
o $10,000,000 tag

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Seasnake and Snapping Turtle

a poem by Toshiro Yakuza transl. by Niki-san

1.
Dodo perched on a bonsai tree
Told me this tale quite true,
Homing in on hush hush tryst
Fixed by phoneline yet tap free,
Caught a marked card in my crew
Mouthing my mistress' white wrist-
Star-miffed lovers, as you see,
Whom time more alike did hew,
Her lines greater aging grist.

2.
While my wife and I clapped Noh,
They ate fugu flaked on toast
As their all day brunch in bed;
While my wife and I were show,
Patting him stiff as a post,
Mistress made self out well bred,
Kicked off her silk kimono,
He banged on while clearing coast,
Surely felt joy, fielded dread.

3.
Godchild gave my boots set rub,
He ironed into shape set shirt,
He mopped set floors, brushed set flue;
Dodo talked of him in a tub:
"Seascape tattoos of krill and squirt,
Waikiki surf waves blue hues;
Water bobbed toy whale, toy sub,
Toaster, toy duck, all inert,
Bad hand beat high hand too loose."

4.
Racist west puts down through wails
Nipponese marine research,
Covers up mass deaths of krill,
Champions vicious chomping whales
Lolling trillion krill deep lurch-
Surly whales crunch them as swill-
Salting gay whales stem cells avails,
Chiller warehouse vats their church,
Goombah's scales read: stop krill kill!

5.
Cinders where his pinky sits
Foil he flunked on, fate he earned,
Fault absolved, by furnace charred,
Pass-port chopped up into chits,
Early by eyeglass discerned,
Airbrushed spare parts stared at hard.
Choice to get a second chance,
Funereal urn, museum mule,
Coaster hanuka card keeps
Live peculiar circumstance,
Heroin being a fossil fuel,
It tidies up where gall weeps.

6.
Primed to punish, then disown,
Bath slip bagged me sore rethink,
Whacked by philanthropic will;
Life I led I don't condone-
Check him through tax credit chink,
Physician's poof spermwhale bill;
Cue his second chance as clone-
She was thick, now come to think,
Tiresome mistress tossed until.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 think
o $10,000,000 cogitate
o $10,000,000 ponder

7.
Tail being paddle peter bend,
Black and white hide bands the rule,
Seasnake lives for dumb shake-down;
Carapace showing carefree mend,
Roving rubberneck old school,
Snapping turtle dies to drown;
Seasnake worries sick his friend
Snapping turtle sags too cool,
Takes him up for air near town.

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,257 by FisherKingKQJ

As years speed by, fun memory in mind,
My broken heart now bridges our false start,
The whole shebang must be arraigned behind-
In twenties, you're still tuned one work of art.
Through slips of tongues and gossip I now find
Root cause why you'd come cross as coldest tart;
I should've leant on luck more, been more kind-
Your pleading green eyes would sideways soon dart.
You told me how you couldn't tell a fib,
That you'd let your tense ramble just trail off,
And cloak the tales of child sex in a cough
That you were cold beyond the flirt's ad lib.
You're lovely you, he had his charming side,
I'd love you left barren, even, my bride.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 side
o $10,000,000 angle
o $10,000,000 pitch

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a study toward sonnet #1,256 by FisherKingKQJ

You want him soft, best to beat him tender,
Or let him marinade soak female-made,
Give him a hard sports massage stock-in-trade,
He won't have to join the female gender.
Yourself, you might yield reverse surrender
Act as something pushy, as far less staid;
Cave in calm when he sallies at you splayed,
Pitch more like a disbelief suspender.
Abstract from that love tends to give and take,
So dress and act as yourself, as you're wont,
Trust me he'll feel for you for not being fake,
He'll love you figuring out what he'd want.
Wear your locks up then down for you then him,
He'll kiss and mouth you slim or not so slim.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 him
o $10,000,000 alter
o $10,000,000 other

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS