Shiva Shiva
(July 18th 2006)
trying to get around the generals of lyricism got my blinker on
but don’t know where to turn behind my tired immortal head is a deranged sentence fecund 14 songs and one unsolvable riddle a fat-cheeked policemen all choked-up cause the communists removed themselves and it’s
been raining monkeys
ever since drinkin and trying ain’t enough
& I sing Shiva Shiva
July dark skies Korea floods eight straight days and nights
alas my lost youth intervenes full tilt with a nightstick searching for a barn else someplace to get the rustic back in my bones
the ancient cabbage in the field
& the dark contemplative on the cliff
& the soggy newspapers full of squiggles
& dimes of commerce through my eyes
what testicles
vigor uterus
a great deal of thinking goes out
the other side bloody cotton
on my tepid tongue
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