Thursday, June 19, 2008

You Fool

Best kick and kill
Before the bull’s have their fill.
Best eat the berries
Of the bushes getting heavy.

Saw two baby birds today,
Blind, unformed, in the nest.
One egg, never born.
The mother flew away when I lit near.

Breaking cracking lasting fasting,
See the picture clear
Hank Williams singing cold, cold, heart.
Sez boys don’t ramble.

Different song.

Same message.

Who holds the message?
The message holder does.
You fool.

Hark, the angels fart.
Hark, the meadowlark sparks.
Hark, the infinite space bleeds blows riots then quarks.
Hark, the angels sing.
From their buttocks.

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