Tick tick tock
neverending clock
neverending sock
Starts at the top
of my knee
so you see
When I roll up the jeans
So I can find another vein But just then god intervenes!
Oh no not this again
How many times must we have this same discussion
And everytime it’s starts with the same introduction
You say hello
I say goodbye
You say tomorrow
I say to die
You say to sorrow
I say you love me
She says she loves me
And we all say that we
love each other and be
Holding hands and feeling one another
Come on now, look down on your brother
And give a helping hand to Tony Corothers
Who is he again?
You forget my friend?
The same guy you knew
Back in high school
Now ain’t it cruel
Sunday afternoon,
Returns to soon
Makes heart swoon
For want of moon
Moon want is bad
Something I had
You know I wish could remember
But moon is such a mind rebender
You remember what you do not need
Which is good to me or heart would bleed
For what I need is never near
I call it lazy, really just fear
But if it comes by, that’s another story.
With no strings attached, well, praise be glory
But glory be praised only on occasion.
Far too infrequently for all this iteration
So I roll up my jeans
To find another vein
Just then jesus intervenes
I said He came in vane
I’m just bored
Northing sordid
Looking through translucent white
I see my veins pump with delight
Why do these chains of corpusuls
(Like trains, the city bellows bustles)
Why run in subways painted blue?
Little corpusal, yes, I see you
You were hiding on my thigh
And so I let out o a cry.
And more than nearly died
I really dearly died.
And met my maker
my taker
The alpha-omeg’er
The which is nowhere.
And yet everywhere
Years of existential thought proved right
No brilliant flash of transducent white
No not nothing.