r.f.Lee
    FIDDLE

    1.        Poor Georgy Frumble
    2.        Optional At Extra Cost
    3.        Sybarite Angel
    4.        Pinball
    5.        Check It Out
    6.        Hot In The Eternal City
    7.        Strawberry
    8.        Inversion
    9.        Die O’Rhea
    10.        Not So Easy anymore
    11.        Morning of Discovery
    12.        To The New Year



    r.f.Lee
    POOR GEORGY FRUMBLE
    (A SHORT SHORT STORY)

           Were a cold mormon in Frabbish the window planes forested oval.  Georgy
    Frumble reached to the aquork of a vastly loud zorching from his tick.  He warped
    knobble with a quickly moving of his arg and tried to catch another bog of mumbly, but
    alast!  He knew he must jork at the bismuth.
           Lapping furg a bed he oped his grimble and scratchd his mumph, which by that
    tine had a forther back to flobbing plenty for zyd.  To his furvication he screen, “Ye
    verdly fadurge!”
           Mably he blofover a daf zanotie.
       


       
    r.f.Lee
    OPTIONAL AT EXTRA COST

    O short sight!

    You who make me

    think you are everything
    until tomorrow

    you fill me again

    only halfway.



    r.f.Lee
    SYBARITE ANGEL

    A temptress by design
    leading to a living trap

    Innocent smile of deviltry
    meant to carry consciousness
    to her land of spice and brew
    Oh, the things she promises
    on sloping knee with silver lyre!

    Offering soft satin wall’s comfort
    luxuries never known before
    begging me to live her way

    She will tempt me till
    I do.



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    STRAWBERRY

    Your are flowers
           in a new life
    first in the world as a bud
           but blossoming in time.
    Berry-flowers make berry fruit
           which makes everyone glad
    especially me ‘cause hunger calls
           and I know that you’re around.
    My primitive eyes see red
           mouth becomes a cavern
    I want you alone for a while
           to explore new spaces of taste.
    So juicy you are
           plump and full of fun
    I’ll sing along with jaw’s see-saw
           and imagine myself as a saint.
    Strawberry is Supertreat
           just too good to be true
    when harvest came and you were picked
           you shouted “I’m the one!”
    You grow far away
           I don’t even know your home
    still your reputation brings you all the miles
           to end up on my table.
    You are tiny seeds
           maturing into perfect fruit
    all just for me, a one way trip
           unless you’re planted back.
    I want to take good care of you
           so that you’ll come again
    and thank you for berry being
           while I go and buy some more. . .



    r.f.Lee
    PINBALL

    For only a quarter
    run and rolling
    bounceback
    (don’t tilt!)
    *Red Lady lights her eyes
    ready for the next
    ball
    machine kicks
    spinning on silver spools

    FLIP right
    “sapatzz-doo-doot”
    (unh)
    FLIP left
    “spat-didi-didi-dit”
    (arrrrh!)

    My hands are part of house current
    relay bank mind thinks
    in analog winning scores
    cautiously adding
    (don’t tilt!)

    Last ball
    bonus points boogie
    on the thousands of red lights
    *Red Lady’s eyes are all I see
    as we flow in adrenaline sympathy

    I am shaking
    she is saying
    “Dzzzzh
    ba-ggggh
    gungn
    ftd-bduzgh-dd-tt-gungn
    nn-bduzgh-mmm-bduzghs.”

    “TILT.”

    Another quarter for the
    *Red Lady.
    The flipper rules the world.



    r.f.Lee
    CHECK IT OUT

    My dog knows his master-

    I give him his bone.

    But who is my master

    And how is he known?



    r.f.Lee
    HOT IN THE ETERNAL CITY

    Here
    stuck inside a stale summer evening
    deep in pipe dreams of steam
    standing limply by the corner
    walls swelled with heat
    no one moves today

    Here everyone alike
    under drippy crystal streetlights
    waiting for a ride away
    to never, no never, come back

    Here
    we are again



    r.f.Lee
    INVERSION

    Froth
           brine
           froth
                   brine
    Froth
           brine
                   come
           wanting to know the way
    laughing to selves, watching, floating
           in wonderful neverland
                   suds and air

    creamy sailships slide by gliders and rafts
                   froth elemental
                   foam plenty for all

                           crew drifts
                   craft in time unchanged
           bailing broth that’s drenching, soaking

                           row the vessel
                   lay the sea on its side
                           bounding unbound
                   while no land’s there
                           no land’s wet

           Broth
    Frine
                   broth
           frine
           broth



    r.f.Lee
    DIE O’RHEA

    First I eat:
    body is a sieve
    filter of edibles

    Tummy drops dinner
    into factory tubes and pipes
    hard at work while I just sit

    And if this case of it doesn’t
    kill me first
    I’m gonna get hungry again



    r.f.Lee
    NOT SO EASY ANYMORE


    Children in new fallen snow
    drifts up to their waists:
    too deep
    they fall
    buried by flakes quickly giggled off
    then skip on

    Parent lead the way
    walking high above the snow
    and though grown limbs will help them
    still do they fall
    only getting up again
    is not so easy anymore



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    MORNING OF DISCOVERY

    On the final day of his life
    he awoke
    no one else stirred
    no sound moved to fill his ears
    saying that he alone could decide

    The grey of those bare walls
    offered help
    a sad truth
    his face might someday be as grey

    As the light sifted through the dust
    Settling in cracks in the stone
    thoughts settled in their places
    filling his cobweb mind

    No one to follow
    no place to stay
    if miracle castles can crumble
    no need to wait
    the time is right

    Surely no one will worry
    the walk to the shore is quick
    cold depths are not too cold
    for an old friend



    r.f.Lee
    TO THE NEW YEAR

    O what

    another year

    then what


    You bring me

    “good cheer”

    timed release


    I want my

    year’s worth

    now!