Tuesday, December 16, 2008


sometimes i feel briefly empowered by my impotent rage.

1.
when i awoke this morning
i became aware of the depravity
that had ensued the night previous
there is nothing to be done
but clean up the mess
or lie in bed for the rest of the day
wondering in vain why i am so vain
and why there are ashes all over my kitchen table.

2.
it was all going well
until it wasn't
& then a clang of percussion
shouting ensued
i yelled loudly in the taxi
and the driver made you promise
i wouldn't vomit.


references:
tears, stupid tears by daniel johnston
emily by shocking pinks
ballad of jim jones by the brian jonestown massacre
home of the brave by spiritualized
creep by radiohead

see also:
the coal miner's daughter
"I done wrote me a song Betty Sue. Your mama dadgome songwriter now."

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