bordertown

[constantine]

put the left one in
leave the right one out
it's a tweener, a gootch
a drop shot on the jersey side
hoboken holiday
in the city of no remorse
what's a poor greek boy to do?
what the fuck am i supposed to do!
i'm neither here nor there
is it late afternoon or early evening
why can't you make up your mind
commit yourself one way or another
isn't that what you want
yeah, but i'm not sold on the idea
i have serious doubts
maybe i want to switch up
maybe i want to leave the door open
maybe i want to drift into forbidden zones
kinky little hell holes that whistle and bite
it all comes back to me now
as if it were yesterday or the day after tomorrow

[hester_prynne]

No such thing as doubt.
Switches have minds of their own.
Doors are always open.
There is only right now.

Love your work C.
H

[GodModule]

why can't you make up your mind
commit yourself one way or another
isn't that what you want
yeah, but i'm not sold on the idea
i have serious doubts

That about sums it up for me at the moment. My life's being pulled in a million different directions and not one of them feels right. So what the hell do you do? Stick to a path 'cuz everyone says the sooner the better. I'm glad you're not buying it either!

[mnaz]

-- "it's a tweener, a gootch
a drop shot on the jersey side"

I like it when you drift over on the wrong side of the tracks in your poetry dino. you do it so well.

had to google the bit above... pretty funny. gootch is a "tweener"...

[constantine]

great read on the comments. yeah, nazz, i like the messing around - patching together an argot. it's weird - it's like a language derived from a lot of places that have planted themselves in my aching head - ads, movies, tv, comics, street life, and on and on...

[WIREMAN]

......i read this poem and see a buddha on a scooota.......

[constantine]

thanks wire. i see vishnu on a vespa.