Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

you demanded that I explain myself
what an absurd concept, but I always
try to oblige even the insane, so I told you
on a so-so day I'm the tragic fallacy
of a doomed protagonist, a scion
of madness on a flotilla of lull, a sanctified
sunbeam schism bent on a big bowl
of death ala-mode, and you said hold on there
bobba louie, that's just a pile of wordmush
that only a honky tonk scholar or a half-baked
pundit would even try to spit out much less digest
assuming he could wash it all down
with a gallon of budweiser and a turpentine chaser

you asked me, if that's a so-so day, all gloom and doom
tombs and buried mushroom, then what's a good day like ?
well on a good day I'm an animated pet rock
with a glowing mood ring of crosscut cryptic aura
circling around my banal world of futility awash
in the gardens of melted hersey kisses and rancid
bacon grease, a hapless imbecile slurping down
the spoils of rainbow trout liver oil, I hope
you can see where I'm coming from, I'm not
crying or bitter, or unhappy, it's just a really tough
question

If you don't know the answer by now, you never will. I sure as hell don't.

Love this toss up.

~A

it's all that interpret -pentine