Friday, April 30, 2010

A Stream of Consciousness: Rough draft

Cherries picked straight from the tree
can be eaten fresh.
Worn shoes tattered jackets won't keep the rain out:
funky moldy fungal feet swollen like monkey paws
clutching pacifiers licking lips rinsing toothpaste
tobacco smoke residue whitens the teeth
whiten the teeth as history too before us.

Parched throats in need of water
Arid eyeballs look into periscopes with foggy lenses
out onto the fog of war.
Down down down the drain
meter maids make money
monkeys running on four legs knuckles to the ground stone
learn how to speak without American accents:
sign language the universal language
of love only we know our own encoders
signifying speech like bitches signify heat.

Birds don't understand the city,
they see trees and buildings alike
eggs proving not only that the early bird gets the worm
but she also finds the best real estate,
and with interest accrued on profits made
deathless the pale rider comes to rescue us all from herpes.
Rare is the prize fighter punching holes in walls,
thumping charcoal skulls till
iron-cast blood runs from orifices
holes new made in the back of our necks:
projectiles find fingers crawling clawing intercepting the brain.

1 comment:

Rory Gibbens-Rolph said...

There was a brainstorm here, but I accidently saved revision over it. My bad.