what we once thought we had we didnt
& what we have now will never be that way again
so WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!
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our myxomatoid kids spraddle the streets
weve shunned them from the greasy-grind
(the poor little things)
they look so sad & old
as they mount us from behind
I ask them to desist
& to
REFRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
then WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
(rosary clutched in his h&
he died w/ tubes up his nose
& a cabal of angels w/ finger cymbals
chanted his name in code)
we shook our fists at the punishing rain
& WE CALLED UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!
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he said --- everything is messed up round here / everything is banal
and jejune / there is a planetary conspiracy / against the likes of you
& me / in this idiot
constituency of the moon---
(well, he knew exactly who to blame!!!!)
& WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
PROLIX!!!!
PROLIX!!!!
NOTHING A PAIR OF SCISSORS CAN’T FIX!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
I go guruing down the street
young people gather round my feet
ask me things - but I don’t know where to start
they ignite the powder-trail sssssstraight to my father’s heart!!!!!
& once again
I CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
(we call upon the author to explain)
who is this great burdensome slavering dog-thing that
mediocres my every thought???
I feel like a VACUUM CLEANER!!! A COMPLETE SUCKER!!!!
(it’s fucked up & he is a fucker!)
but what an enormous & encyclopaedic brain!!!!!!!!!!
I CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
(mmm yeah)
doop doop doop doop doop &tc
(we call upon the author to explain)
o rampant discrimination/ mass poverty/ third world debt/ infectious
disease/ global inequality and deepening socio-economic divisions---
(it does in your brain!!!)
WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
now hang on!!! my friend Doug is tapping on the window
(hey Doug, how you been????????????????????)
brings me a book on holocaust poetry
-----complete with pictures-----
then tells me to get ready for the rain
and WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
PROLIX!!!!
PROLIX!!!!
SOMETHING A PAIR OF SCISSORS CAN FIX!!!!!!!!
Bukowski was a jerk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Berryman was best!!!!!!!!!!!!
he wrote like wet papier mache/ went the Hemming-way/ weirdly
on wings & with MAXIMUM PAIN!!!
WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
(I call upon the author to explain!)
down in my bolthole I see they’ve published
another volume of unreconstructed rubbish
“the waves, the waves were soldiers moving”
thank you! thank you! thank you! & again!
I CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
WE CALL UPON THE AUTHOR TO EXPLAIN!!!!
doop doop doop doop doop doop doop &tc
PROLIX!!!!
PROLIX!!!!
NOTHING A PAIR OF SCISSORS CAN’T FIX!!!!!!!!