I have bowed down so low
I've seen the sun come up in Amsterslam
with my face to the ground,
a smidgen of something not quite right did grace my right cheek
or was that my left?
no matter
what's done is done and that's ancient news ...

I'm having no more of that!
hell no!
I've ran from the no life too long
it's great to be copacetic in a sanctimonious way
if one likes eating tire spit for breakfast
with a rollaway head,
good for nothing but a hard slap!

if you mean it, then do it!
stop pussy footing around
piss ants get tired of teasing
because they're not really piss ants
there's no such invertebrate
metaphors are confounding
to non-thinking types without hearts...

we have just this brief moment
and it's vanished
life goes on as before
rolling and rambling, tossing and cramming
stop pretending and show me your hand,
won't ya'?

05/17/2007

Posted on 05/18/2007
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