Monday, July 19, 2010
roadhouse ese
G(ravity) Interludes
Roadhouse easy.
Contemplado.
See ya later tough guy
You'll get it right tomorrow
Stand up like your mother’s son
Now you better write this down
They don’t want you around here?
Gonna make ‘em rue this in town...
The child is amazing, see
How he puts his knuckles on the ground
If you don’t help him refine that, he’s gonna
End up in it face down
They’ll kick him into the pit
Like has happened a million times before
Imagine in him the million killed carcass
And gamely, for sport
He’ll thank you
She’ll thank you
See, you gotta pare them away
And spread the clippings
Seed their ground with your love
And let them sop the drippings
Else drop like a stone down through dense water
Or else like a tracer light
Arc and slice through the murk
& the horde to the Afterlife
Or just don’t believe; live and die
As in a harsh dry clime
Stained, cracked, warped, busted up
And in the end so quiet.
Roadhouse easy.
Contemplado.
See ya later tough guy
You’ll get it right tomorrow
They’ll thank you
He’ll thank you
He’ll thank…
She’ll thank…
They’ll thank you.
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