...One more thing, Jim Morrison 'd say. I found a poem by Jim I'd like to dedicate to everybody and to serve as a start for some literary juice to our blog. Here goes. Hope you like it, and pardon the language...! (There's no such excuse in poetry, I was kidding.)
CURSES & INVOCATIONS
Weird bate-headed mongrels
I keep expecting one of you
to rise
large buxom obese queens
garden hogs & cunt
Veterans
quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders & individualists
drag-strip officials
Tight lipped losers
& lustful fuck salesmen
My militant dandies
all strange order of monsters
hot on the trail of the
wood vine
We welcome you to our
Procession
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Response to Love Orange, as grandmother, if things have been different
Group: Coffee Philosophies
[Draft in class]
My dear Olly,
this Christmas, I prepared you a surprise. I want you to go downstairs and open the pink present. You'll find it under the Christmas tree. There's no reason to be affraid. You can do this on your own. It represents all of my love for you. Hold it tight to your heart when you feel alone.
I will always be there for you.
My orange is all yours...
Love,
Granny
[Rewritten by Tiago]
My dear Olly,
this Christmas, I prepared you a very special surprise. It's a pink present.
Go downstairs. There's no reason to be affraid. You can do this by yourself. Open it, and hold it tight to your heart whenever you feel alone.
I will always be there for you.
My orange is all yours...
Love,
Granny
12-10-08
I'll be sending a copy to Allyson, hoping she can print it, if she's planning on discussing it on that 1st hour I can't attend... Godspeed ***
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