Thursday, March 13, 2008

YOU DON'T KNOW A CLARINET

YOU DON'T KNOW A CLARINET
FROM A CALLIOPE, DO YOU?
WATER UNDER RAILROAD
TRUSSES LET'S ALL PAINT
THE WATER TOWER.

YOU WOULDN'T RECOGNIZE ME
NOW. I'M 7 FOOT 8 AND SHAPED
LIKE A NIRVANA SONG ALL
REEDY AND BUNCHED UP ALL
GREASY AND BULLETPROOF.

YOUR HAIR LOOKS LIKE A HAREM
OF HORNET HOOKERS. THAT'S OKAY
THOUGH BECAUSE NOBODY EVER
KNOWS WHAT ANYONE IS SAYING
AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WANT
TO HAVE YOUR BRAIN SHARING A
BODY WITH ME IT SIMPLY WILL NOT
BE POSSIBLE THIS WEEK.

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