Poetry from Randall Rogers

Uber Alles

Ha!
Germans’ children’s
toys are weapons of war
and the cuckoo
mustache
adorning
the upper lip
of their women
run little flame
light
burn
live!
sweep all
clean
my little 
Hitelburger
in the real
Olympics
world conquest 
in war!




Real Man

So humble
I didn’t know
or remember
to worship
adequately
my father
as a God.
I do not think
he would approve
however.
Thankfully.


When Did You Stop Beating Your Olive Tree?

Life is like a message
in a bottle telling
you there will be
thunderbolts
and you’ll be
happiest just
before you die.