watch the cattle battle
a destructive rattle
held t oge th e r
sludging through the glue
chasing a shadow that never knew
fishing from a tipped over canoe
lost in the spew of serpentine sedation
let the puke dry.
piss on the sky...
the filter in the drain unseeked
Posted on 03/20/2007Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp
wow, the sounds you create here are so interesting. i love the erratic rhyme. what a great idea for a piece. love it.
Such an undertone to this poem, awareness of the herd instinct of the workaday world,,, and a lovely bursting forth out of it from ground to sky, ah... a refreshing voice of impatience, yes.