what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

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psychosomatic malt liquor soliloquy

July 13, 2009

everywhere all the time all at once
ubiquitous constant simultaneous

say Chop-Chop      see what happens
Carhartts are broken-in when the ass blows out

nothing to complain about
shut up       and or       life is good

pinching pennies on Tuesday
living large on Wednesday

legislating malt liquor away
on a trolley to nowhere

soliloquistic bike journey through the city
hills so steep they put cleats on the sidewalk

lost and found what's that sound
the pigeon died of old age

the Metro bus squashed it
the crow ate it

one giant pile of shit
separated into several smaller piles and filed

pills producing side effects
precipitating more prescriptions

it’s not stealing if it’s on the floor first
it’s not littering if it’s in the parking lot

good for the goose
no good for the bookkeeper

selling space heaters in Miami
coo coo ca-choo Mrs. Robinson

we can e-file Kings for you
Pierce and Snohomish too

denim on top of more denim
casual Friday six days a week

can’t drink that shit it’s psychosomatic
fake stick shift six speed automatic

taken out of context and into another
placement           replacement

logistics planning engineering
free-wheeling u-lock from the hip

respecting what you used to be
expecting what you could be

one lonely key
second time around

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judy said...

some of it I even understand and I can hear the wheels on the pavement and I wonder if the young man is wearing one of your shirts and what he is drinking and if he does his own nails and if you have everything packed. I do KNOW that you will have a grand venture in the corn fields.

Posted July 14, 2009 09:43 AM | Reply to this comment

buttercrud said...

give me my cyanide pill.

Posted July 14, 2009 01:50 PM | Reply to this comment

pilder replied to judy...

Trenton is wearing one of my shirts or was the few years ago that the photo was taken. I think he's drinking some lemon vodka drink and does his own nails. I'm mostly packed and Skunk and Brad know what's up now. But I still have to work all day and fly all night.

Posted July 15, 2009 07:01 AM | Reply to this comment

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