If You want to see the cosmos, you better slow down
bring it to a
one,
a two,
a one and two
you are the slowest
you are the seahorse
the circles in
a thousand year old oak,
so slow,
you hear the Duke of
Berwick sneeze,
slow
like freeze
dried ice-cream,
like a
Sputnik- era Soviet satellite
slow like restoring
a Chevy Camaro
in your dads
greasy garage
slow like a horse
named Nelly,
do you want to burn alive like Jack kerouac?
are you going to tap tap
dance yourself into a syrup puddle?
This isn't Good Morning Vietnam,
you aren't on the
Speedy Mc'Harefooted highway,
life shouldn't be
a hastily microwaved
half -frozen
chicken sandwich
you have to slow the hell down
get your foot off the
lava-veined accelerator
you and your
drip drop lollipop
let me hear your foot stomp
if you want to hear the cosmos
you better slow that shit down
Sounds like a good day for a Brawl at Chuck e Cheese
bring your friends,
I'll bring my attitude,
I'm getting bored
with skee-ball,
bored with flimsy
salad offerings and
the all -you- can -drink
sugar fiesta buffet,
smelly kids clamoring
for free game tickets,
I want Drama!
I want excitement!
I want 911 calls
& viral videos!
it Sounds like a good
day for a brawl
at Chuck e Cheese
be there,
or be square
finger wagging & tongue lashing
The newscaster lady says
there is a lot of
finger wagging &
tongue lashing,
the candidates
have lost their heads,
so have the voters,
they move them all
to the asylum
& give them all
a sedative
the night duty nurses
are reporting that
everyone is calm
and watching
Top Gun
while the rain
is tapping
on the windows
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