Thursday, March 26, 2009

Le Saboteur!

thursday morning/afternoon after
the night before/ early morning
two tired bodies/ happy birthday!
cigarettes smile/ always tensed
it’s getting late/ do you like your present?!
Noon thursday? do you like

breakfast in bed/ cigarette cereal
lips still tipsy/ strawberry champagne
orgasms are okay/ something glib
spread like jam/ the toast is burning!
two toothbrushes spoon/ scrubbing ash off teeth.
Burnt toast in bed.

late at night/ early a.m.
she’s been waiting/ oh oh ohhhhh!
where’d it go?/ it’s hard to miss
horseback blues/ goodbye
until morning/ please come.
Oh! good night, are you done yet?

dust mouth/ driving south
jokes bone dry/ barren balls
rolling over/going along
skeleton bush/ sarsaparilla saloon
passive shrubbery/ shrugging passion
Tumbling tumbleweed tumbles

at the end of the day
we never wanted algebra

we’re kids, we like rock n roll
and repeating ourselves and staying
up late and other things that
don’t really exist, but we believe
with all our heart in what’s under the bed-
spread like strawberry jam over the morning