Friday, December 7, 2012
Now I Wanna Be Your
It's not a haircut but an expression
by way of which we will compose moments
to circumnavigate mouthfeel and underthings.
God willing, our voices will bang ragged gesticulations
out through decompressing files that, God willing,
will know the relief of bit rot before we know our own.
Two blondes by the sound system:
didn't we just wanna have fun?
Two fleshy faces to ring a truer hangover:
more or less in some clanging morning light?
Who will mend the tik tok clock
when the tik tok clock is right twice a day?
Who will feed the warrior dog
when the warrior dog comes home?