"Morrissey May Be Mine, Etcetera" by Cristy M.
Bangs tossed salad
tosssed oranges line the side of the road
linger lets the tossing get consequential
(Time)
is linear necessarily coincident?
is language freedom of expression?
(someone explain him the
Academia Real, someone let
him know neologisms that ring
Ring
Ring
the telephone is
Busy
Busy
Busy
and our wires are getting crossed)
cross fingers for flights of fancy
signs of crosses make mules of us all
in the church and out the church doors
no one is really praying
no one is satellite relaying to the Man Upstairs
or the kids under in the basement
might as well be muted like the nuns
and the hermits in the monastery,
a dedication that makes assholes of us all.
A crystal ball in the console,
but no traffic goes detected
(Stop
Stop
Stop
Turn
on the corner
in the hundred-two degree heat)
feets be peeling off the rubber on the pedals
accelerator, useless as a cordless phone
in these conditions.
01/12/2007 Author's Note: 07/23/2005. i used to be a genius, you know.
Posted on 01/12/2007 Copyright © 2024 Cristy M.
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