Was sick as a dog-faced boy.
Chewed up this line like a toy.
No fiction for you and you and especially you
so read these bus scribbles and then we're through.
Until next time, 'cause what else am I gonna do?
Oh, there's a story. Disagree? Stick your head in the loo.
What do you see when you close your eyes?
Wax fedoras bleeding from theirs:
fetish dolls without a care & with no one who can.
Below underwater glow, glam octopi tangle
their fingers in ours & those, pull & swim midst steel
sheen, drag mobile cage between hither & yon. Past banquet
glass, menagerie of desperate corpses comes, floats.
Do not wait out this black & white night.
Sift a box of sand or be killed by too strong a word.
Dare: go on and retort with new murder: with the bends
see how far you'll go, an old step at most.
To hear songs to burn in hell to:
keep quiet here. You say you won't
go too far, I know. I said I won't. I
told you I won't. You might
in another life. Would I see what I do when I close your eyes?
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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I am sure you meant the collective "we"
And were not aiming at especially "me"
But just in case,
And to be a credit to my race,
I'll turn a blind eye
Cuz you recently wanted to die
And will not quible
Over the worth of bus stop scribbles.
There's always a story
of mud blood and glory
But sadly on the bus
only yarns come that are gory.
Actually, there is a story there. I liked it. You should get sick more often.
You better get out of Cleveland.
It has a 100% miserable ranking. There are lots of cities with good, cheap, reliable bus service, or, you could buy a car or a skateboard.
I hear the sickness begging for mercy, no more loo for you.
mrmacrum, especially the bus with the former neighbor of Famous Ray's.
Aside from the near-constant sneezing and coughing, lying on the couch watching soccer all day wasn't that bad.
christopher, the story isn't about the bus ride or the increasingly crappy service of said bus company, that's just where I wrote it.
holte, so where does the loo go when it's sick?
Randal, I'm sick too. And writing poetry. Just not on the loo. I'd probably be happier if I were. But I'll share my gloom with you.
Oh, and MRMcrum, nice work. Better than any of the comments at my place.
Really? That is what happens when you get sick? If I didn't love you I would be horribly envious and bitter. Oops,it turns out I am envious and bitter and I love you. Hope you are feeling better soon.
"Would I see what I do when I close your eyes?"
That's an interesting thought.
Are not the eyes the windows of the soul? If mine are closed do you see your own soul instead of mine?
So, you were sick were you?
I hope that it was nothing serious and that you are feeling better... :)
If not, I'll try to find you some songs to burn in hell to.
I'm thinking that this is where Ubermilf would jump in with an "Up with People" video... right? :P
((Hugs))
Laura
Do you sit anywhere near the exhaust pipe on the bus? Just wondering, cuz that could really make you sick and mess with your head. ;-)
What do I see when you close my eyes? Hmmm....the back of my eyelids? Oh! Wait! I know! I know! I see dead people. Yup.
oh boy, my hubby had that stuff just recently himself. it took him almost three weeks to get over it. hope you feel better soon.
utah, I can't say I've ever written while on the loo. I'm sure some obscure journal somewhere dedicated an entire issue to such a thing.
LBR, the combination of a good starter sentence and OTC stuff? I did have some adult beverages last night, so let's credit the booze.
sunshine, that line can be interpreted in more than one way. Yay for ambiguity, which is probably why I prefer writing verse to prose.
I think übermilf got eaten by the corporates. Think we should go and steal all her stuff while she isn't looking?
nunly, bah, it's one of those fancy newfangled clean-burning buses. Now with 27% less cancer!
liberality, three weeks? Then he had something far worse than I. Probably bus exhaust-itis!
Randal, I tried really hard to come up with some witty comment but failed miserably...that's what happens when I follow directions...
...although I noticed the S-bends were getting clogged up while I was there...
Great piece, enjoyed it (but not the head in the loo) immensely!
Get well soon mate. I'm lost with poetry. You seem to do it well, but, I just don't get it...sorry. Is it about someone dying? (The last line?)
Best wishes my friend, David.
I would say buy a bottle of tequila but I believe you already ate the worm with that imagery.
Get well soon. And keep posting these dynamite videos. Great to hear some early Zeppelin again.
Graves, you swine!
You just had to get sick now that you have socialist healthcare. Testing it, are we? Cadillac Healthcare is just an expression, you know.
Regards,
Tengrain
Ps - Eat at Ray's!
Hurray for ambiguity in perpetuity. Illness brings out the Rimbaud in you.
Randal you haven't learned not to breath the fumes when the bus passes? Or maybe you finally did eat at Ray's
You know, I'm not the poetry type Randal - and I'm just stopping by for a quickie...catch you latter?
Nic
Wax fedoras are actually quite impractical. (I didn't know that JoJo was sick!)
crybbe, thanks, and I'm the same way. I'm getting to everyone's contributions late this week and often someone has already said what I would have. Thieves!
david, Burns is rolling over in his grave!
BB, now there's a flick I haven't seen in awhile, The Conqueror Worm.
"I'm Matthew Hopkins, witchfinder!"
tom, it's nigh impossible to fuck up Zeppelin. Unless you're Jimmy Page destroying Kashmir for a crap American monster flick.
tengrain, I'd love to argue with you, but I have to go drive my Cadillac over to the welfare office to pick up my check, then it's off to buy a HDTV.
susan, does this mean I have to go shoot someone then become a gunrunner in Africa?
demeur, don't knock it til you try it. Yum!
nicole, just a quickie? I'm hurt.
dr. zaius, he caught the bug from Joey JoJo Junior Shabadoo.
Impractical? Tell that to Madame Tussaud. Hmph.
Randal, I was going to dig Burns up and ask him to teach me, but I'm too busy. I'll just keep trying to suss yours out mate. :-)
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