College and Euclid

There it was

On the corner of College and Euclid

A simple woman

Walks by every hour or so

 

Hey how are you

How’s your day

 

Once you analyze something

It goes away

Heres something you’ll never forget

The dowsing rod

Dips and turns down south

Her eyes say

 

F**k me

 

Everything here isn’t nice

 

Such a b***h

3^rd wave absurdity militant

 

F**k your vision

 

Your upsidedown elephants

I’m cutting onions and you joke

I stir a pot

And you lose your s**t

I’m making a living

But I don’t have a life

I could use a f*****g drink

 

Goddam

Read

More

Talk

More

Outsider

VOICE

Drink more

Write MORE

Cut

Sharp

 

Dully dull day

Down the trench hexagonal glasses

Huge gums yellowed teeth

Bristling white hair

On your chinny chin chin

 

The mob mentality

Of the endless public

SAME SAME SAME

Raise you up and love you

Love you

Tear you down

Love to see you in the gutter

Listening to jazz

Xylophones on your teeth