36
36 DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS
The seats are too close together the music
is World on steroids So repetitive is the groove
if you’re not *OCD you will be: na na nay ba ba
ba ina ina ina ska Need I say more? Writing at
Starbucks across from the asylum where a frigid wind
whips under the door Longstoryshort the country is okay
but the long months of freezeyourassoff turn us animal+sour
Sorry we squandered the sunsets +spiders the size of hanging
meat Pointed car back to city where gritty reality obliterated the
last of Huron retreat Now nicely tenderized we cower at Old Man
Winter’s feet A patient from the asylum sidles up to me +bellows: Bro!
na na ney ba ba ba He is the man who said : I’m gonna slit your throat
to my old mother one sultry summer’s day
Full circle have we come Now awaiting the scented dusks of May
Sweet May Na Na Ney Hey turn that goddamned music OFF
before I go grinch-psycho +vomit on your Advent Calendar a steal
@ 39.94
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*Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Late Fall 2014
for J.M.A. who in 1969 passed a whole maraschino cherry thru
his nose while laughing(+vomiting) at our father’s back spasm throes
