The morning of glorious sanity
(dedicated to mental health professionals)


The fence stops me from the ravine
and its precipious drop
The dance stops my random thoughts
from whence they may crop

Having thus awakened
from 49 nights of slumber
My soul will go again to you
So I am yours you must remember

The aftermath of an FBI raid

in rare appearance

note my Chrysanthemum Literary Society T-shirt. It is the society of top secret assassins.

Secret cell

Where all this intelligence is coming from...

Secret CIA prison where Ezra Pound was imprisoned

This is the infamous secret CIA prison where Ezra Pound was held incommunicado. Great men are often confined to small spaces. It is alleged that he knew Chinese secrets because he knew Chinese literature.

Cat poem

Cheshire none the worser

there was a cat from Cheshire
who loved salmon with Worchestershire
sauce
and fought with his arbitrary owner
who claimed to be the boss
The cat was named FAT
and the human fellow was known as Splatz
who lost all his money at the stocks
when it fell all the way to nil
And so the fellow's wife, known as Lil
divorced the pot-bellied SOB
and left the scene with all the fleas

And so Splatz got on the ledge
and fought the battle full-fledge
he finished a bottle of gin
and fought the wind
took the dare and descended down the air

[This is about as far as I can go with this poem
for it seems to lack a purpose]

Meanwhile FAT finished the salmon
and was rolling on the ground

When Splatz exhausted the lively air
and hit the sidewalk with his dead weight

People stood and stare and gawk
and all agreed that "what goes up, must come down."

The cat strikes a pose

This is Monsieur Tuxie.

The Chair of Philosophy

Sit here, sir, and daint to make a remark; it shall be remembered for all of eternity...

Recommended book by George Held

Drug Lord Assassination by Special Forces