Blunder Sprouting

Apr 01, 2008 - 04:08 AM PST
one more old friend
until the beast is gone
light up and stand on your hands
look down
watch the smoke fall
the sky is economic and stained

one more and we’ll dance
three beats to a measure
the new age waltz of unencumbered hipster love
it was written for an atonal catastrophe
inspired by that particular nocturnal chorea

One more buddy o’ mine and we’ll have a mangy kith
Patrons really
with fuzzy agendas from one to the next
inundating the masses with a symmetric policy-
can’t live without dying a little
in the bottom of that just one more

say partner i’ve got a plan
no money down
the profit for margin will blow your mind
it starts with this plot of land
i found it yesterday
one square foot by the river that boils
sends rain upwards
its fertile all right
never dark
the river mist blurs the lights
casts a yellow canopy over this little idea of mine
it's hands off really
what we do is wait
for the virgin wind
a carryin’ the immaculate seed

now just one more
i’ll tell you the secret
it makes the whole thing flash

i’m a daytime sycophant
a practiced screamer of the night
we’ll fertilize the soil with my servile bullshit
facilitate germination with my guttural cries

it will be a blunder sprouting
from my disease
unwanted plant
mutant fruit will feed the hungry
we-the pluperfect farmhands
arrhythmic dancers
will color the whitewashed outliers
with sweet juices
drying before the next rain

one more old pal and we’ll shake on it

one more and the beast is gone -smd

Blunder Sprouting

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3 Comments

Apr 03, 2008 - 12:49 PM

freecoffeekate on
I enjoyed this. What was your inspiration? If I may ask.....
Apr 03, 2008 - 12:17 PM

jadebug on
Great job, love it!!! :)
Apr 01, 2008 - 09:28 AM

betterbutterfly on
i really liked this. well done.