sometimes I just
Posted: October 7th, 2013, 11:36 am
sometimes I just want to burn it
call it a category
most poets would make lousy clerks
but my clothes couldn't handle it
some days I might as well dress as a cemetery
working out from the center
i don't know how they do it
out on the coast but around here
one century is much like another
we get born
we camp out
then we die
no chance of changing anything at all that
really matters & the rants right or wrong
just get swallowed up by the who cares
and the mist
I once worked for the Mohawks
making bingo cards
not a bad gig either - boring as hell as
you might imagine but there were perks
then the Indians decided to outsource
to save money
& all us in-house boys & girls
were out and out
fuck me to Friday
first thing we did was go down
to the rez diner
and get ourselves a meal
lookin' at each other as we ate
wondering who was gonna land on their feet
and who to go splat
Jake Spake went to clubbing clouds for a living
I asked him if he needed help
he told me, "Look, sorry, there's just enough clouds for me."
I don't know what that Morrison guy was hooting about either
ordering his subscription to the resurrection cancelled -
I never got a subscription in the first place
all I got was a lawyer-proof birth to death sentence
no hope of parole
call it a category
most poets would make lousy clerks
but my clothes couldn't handle it
some days I might as well dress as a cemetery
working out from the center
i don't know how they do it
out on the coast but around here
one century is much like another
we get born
we camp out
then we die
no chance of changing anything at all that
really matters & the rants right or wrong
just get swallowed up by the who cares
and the mist
I once worked for the Mohawks
making bingo cards
not a bad gig either - boring as hell as
you might imagine but there were perks
then the Indians decided to outsource
to save money
& all us in-house boys & girls
were out and out
fuck me to Friday
first thing we did was go down
to the rez diner
and get ourselves a meal
lookin' at each other as we ate
wondering who was gonna land on their feet
and who to go splat
Jake Spake went to clubbing clouds for a living
I asked him if he needed help
he told me, "Look, sorry, there's just enough clouds for me."
I don't know what that Morrison guy was hooting about either
ordering his subscription to the resurrection cancelled -
I never got a subscription in the first place
all I got was a lawyer-proof birth to death sentence
no hope of parole