September 05, 2004

baleful but near death goofy


  

not a lot came 
to the top of my mind

 watching
  our commander in chief 

 '"speak  " to uz  in the surround 
             the other nite

instead
from deep below 
up came
this  overwhelming
sense

that in a more beautiful  world 
 this  sad sack 
 would  die in office 

==========================



 


 
as the boy emperor
carefully 
mouthed 
the terribly bleak 
 first part of his speech 

it was all i could do
to keep
the  image
of comrade  eye browissimo 
from devouring my soul

yes 
old  leo B 
 the  sugar bear 
of the kremlin 
rushed my brain 
like he rushed the rifleman

grabbed me
 clambered on to me 
and 
came near enough to 
sufficating me 

thank god
 the cheer queen in chief
had a second act

if he'd ended 
with that "ownership society" shit

i might have tried
 taking
the ghost 
of  leo  the B 
out 
by
blowing myself away
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but in retro spect

that splendid 

 bible dancing
war and freedom jig
 second act
 
sorry 

as gall danging as it was 

 pure fuzz folks

pure pure fuzz


the real 
 georgette's
 gonna get stuck
playing out 

that fucking  first act

that  tedious domestic
fuck and fiddle 

 a real ladies first 
   bone grinder

forget any more 
excellent adventures 
over seas

in term two 

no way ray 

the real look
 
of georgette's 
next four 

was there
 in plain view

not hiding away
behind
the second half's
 wing commander mandrake
 eye cross

nope

it was 
hanging  
right  there

right up front 

 in  that old pug  type 
                  punchy shit

 the slur and gurggle 

ownerzz-shhhhlip 

offer toon a teeeeeee 

yup 

it was 
right there 
 beneath 
 the cravenly 
sluggish   brow 
-------------------

 folks
face the music

 we can't hide it
 from ourselves
any longer

 the" keed from krawford's " 
got the look 
and smell 
of an end time
                  about him


pre mature senility 

muhammed ali 
for god sake 



so 
if you been riden high 
these last 24 years

hate to tell ya 

but 
even 
if we 
re elect this thanatoid 

which i dearly doubt 

take it
 from me

and my infallible 
                  banchee spooked  soul
 
it  'll be 
yer  last polka

boyz



on thursday nite 

we were watching

the final  ruler
        of the  house 
                that Ron built


 shit 
 couldn't ya see it ?

fuck 

there it was

the  whole shee bang 
                        rotting away  like a hog's troth 

right there

before our very  eyes


bye bye 

 bonzo era 

bye bye 

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Posted by pinky at September 5, 2004 10:41 AM
this is a damn fine post for once

Posted by: WISE ACRE at September 5, 2004 02:04 PM

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