songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

there’s always the afterlife suckers

(Will having the last laugh…)

 

there’s a guy listing close behind me  old +tobaccoyellow

the sky threatens pink  on a day so grey   even the pigeons

weep for their dead    u get the picture?

 

wait!  what light over yonder window breaks?  bear with me now

it’s that goddamned spaceship   the gloam lifts   i open my umbrella

+drift   earth becomes small   and William Shatner gives me the finger

 

but hey  i float hindenburg above the covidmob   they gnash for

turkey  +an easy cure   SUCKERS!    there is no cure   there is only

Dr. Isaac Bogotch on tv  with his skinnyface  +a fully stocked bar

(go on +check it out tonight)

 

he anoints himself with lagavulin  his cup runneth over   most nights

medical gibberish   brings on dyspepsia  on others  you lay supine

drooling   as the wild ants who invaded your bed  stroke u

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FALL 2021 🐜🐜🐜🐜

 

 

 

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