NEVER

I'll never be your someone, your puppet
Stringed along for selfish "love"
Clasped in your pocket, distorted in bed
By chains of love and slavery

I've read too much of poetry
To succumb to the drudgery of money
And petty games of gallantry
Go find your gold-toothed gentry!

I'll never be your obedient one
Enough that you could fuck me
Or ask, how high to jump dear
Nor be your dressed dummy

I've seen too much abandonment
To hold it all in one pot dear
I'll splurge it for one pop there
On some bus all cramped, no care

I'll never be with you dear
I fear you will not see me
As I pass you by, dirt in hair
I've lost touch with your society

I've seen how they pat and prattle
Kiss together in the saddle
I'll never have your touch dear
Forsaking cotton for your skin


07.08.13

To Swish

I used to swish and swosh with you
In mire, like pigs we aspired
To lick the dirt from screams
Desert the mean dying weens

What fun I had then, free... in Kerouac's dreams
No burden of the thinking man
No duty to my fellow woman

Just songs, poetry, thoughts with booze
The shackles shaken with busted moves
And curvacious ladies' ooze

Always though towards some realm
Ideas like sap sucked up the elm
How long can you go on delaying?
The flower must blossom, unless
You poison it with L & M and rum


23.07.13