c u r m u d g e o n

[sweetwater]

as a flavourless fortune feels a fragrant forward fair
fast as a furious fountain flop of flipping felines fainting

i gathered garrulous gripping grand tales of ginko bilobo
and swallowed the bitter pill of pilsnerizing pulp
per chance to weather the wayward wobble
of a withering wasp to sing as solo silent solipsist's solioloquies
searching endless engagements elastic in the afternoon

only to break wind with the ancients as the ancients say

a curmudgeon's tale of tirade tittalizing tinctures of tantalastic
tantalizing ... oh yee !

spring forth all you maidens

bask in the bastions of barricades and barbaric breakers
of the sea and work for free

give away your rights remembrances and retrofitted undergarments
let us dance with skimpy underwear gyrating against a pole

and call it modern ... to throw dimes at all the damsels
feigning in distress to lurch ludricously limpid offerings
of elderly patrons of the arts

give away your freedoms for gainful employment of men and women
called how fart can you fart a ping pong ball

take off all your clothes and do not be ashamed

come naked unto the lord ... touching private parts is now legal by the way
strange politicization ... can we get that on a 45 or an old record machine

do you remember those 72 record labels laughing at grandma and the gramaphone
hunh?

speak up dank drastic drunkard of delirious delinquency

you curmudgeon