Monday, February 21, 2011

draining the taps

kill the klieg lights capitan

and let's go separate ways

you with the lief tenant

piling huge helpings of

meat into his plate

me with the maids of regret

sunning with the fire dogs

licking up dandelion wine

looking for green belfast

feeling incredibly late

give them all three thousand

year old cannons and let them

fire their names into heaven

scalding jesus with syntax and

the dance fever of the 70's

the Bee Gees delivering the

message while. their smaller

brother. dies unexpectedly one

night and no amount of money

would bring him back to life

let's not do that for too long though

this time wasted won't be given back

and then, and then, and then,

there is the idea that right now

is ok enough

1 comment:

Norma said...

This is a poet's poem. It's OK enough.