Christmas Cookies

Here are a couple little bits since I have been neglecting my proverbial "post" here at The Mother.

What?

One more night
Like this,
Where I can't sleep like I should
And I'm going
To smash everything I can
With the aluminum bat
Next to my door, man.
Hey,
I used aluminum in this poem,
That is didactic.
There it is again...
Right on.

The Big Man Upstairs Is A Cold Motherfucker, Dig? Pt. 1

Someone said, "God, chill out!"
And suddenly it was December.
The tree's became giant sticks stuck upward
From the ground,
And ice ants invaded the town,
And everyone was falling on their ass
While snow tumbled around them.