Saturday, April 26, 2008

this poem really sucks

22/02/07
1:35 AM



I was so drunk when I wrote it
that it was supposed to be a grocery list...
i took it to the store and tried to buy shit on the poem
and i got demanding with the clerks
when I couldn't find an eagle
oh, it was a mess with batons and screaming
I barely made bail in time for
a court appearance over something else
I am totally innocent of ...
some vegetable molestation th ing...
hell,
any radish in roger's park chicago
gets shoved up a but in a grocery store and put back
and they are knocking on my door
like I am the only one
who can't afford to actually buy radishes
in this neighborhood



Now, while this poem seems to imply putting radishes in the ass, when one remembers the great literary symbolism associated with the radish since it was made famous as the food of kings in Baywolf (phoenic spell), the first story in the english language, and later lauded in the King James Version of the bible as 'the true vegetible of knowledge, and healthy passages of bowl." Verse something or other... bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb

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