Thursday, August 18, 2011
you gotta say something!
they said, but all I could hear
was buttered toast bread and brilliant
rhymes like a two-step tango
danced in time
slipknot satisfied fuckers
and lost bozos breeding
mothers of suckers and forgotten
souls under feet like too much
peat moss and muddled sighs
bring tears to my eyes,
I said, defiantly,
defying those who would make sense
of me to try and do so
it is all brilliant and buggered
and I lost words in a park near
Nice and Cannes and do you know
that for two cents you could buy a lamb
if you should try and do so?
'We all die', the thin folk sighed
when I batted them away with back of
hand and said, 'lamb is too expensive
around here, you hear me'?
¶ 11:34 AM
