No Zen

I once wrote
that I wanted
to be a Zen devil,
so I guess
with my bologna sandwich,
and my cigarettes,
and my daily mug of beer,
and my formal practice
of No Zen,
which is sitting
on a chair, smoking,
thinking and drinking
a cup of coffee,
I am.

How To Be An Artist

You know
something about
what art is,
so you do it
every day
for the rest 
of your life,
and the other part
is to get it out
there,
and if you are
a success,
OK,
and if you aren't
a success,
OK.

Cap

One - 
On a straw,
the drink
was potent,
because his ammo
sought a number.
Two - 
Thirteen steps
to the bathroom
is the relation
of his cousin,
the leper.
Three - 
Marge Tofu saw
his eyes
as they sparkled,
and she offered
another night.
Four - 
So, they jumped
into a waiting bus,
where the driver
bounced.

Prejudice

So, we all know
about racial prejudice,
but, how about
beauty prejudice,
or bad hair
prejudice,
or facial hair
prejudice,
or bald head
prejudice,
or sloppy clothes
prejudice,
or nice clothes
prejudice,
or bad breath
prejudice,
or acne
prejudice,
or bad teeth
prejudice,
or too tall
prejudice,
or too short
prejudice,
or too fat
prejudice,
or too skinny
prejudice,
or how about
the prejudice
against poetry?