Dismember the 5th, 1971

flow and ebb

lyrics’ webb

unseen scales

empty trails

of light unburst

municipal thirst

for meaningful muse

the clowns left clues

 

the wrong grave’s exhumed

 

lazy thinking

drowning/drinking

I’m not down for this up

inflatable cup

no thanks.

 

You can’t hear

what I’m not saying

unplug your ears

of all your preying

then light the fuse

follow the clues

or not.

 

Short sentences

are my drop,

 

they’re not wafting

to your heights…

 

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Β¬

Inspired by one of my favourite, satirical sites, Scarfolk Council, from their Facebook page, where every Friday is Friday the 13th.

This was, clearly, a very uncharacteristic (cough) stream of thought…but I had been in the sun for a bit…

32 thoughts on “Dismember the 5th, 1971

    • Hey Steve! Thank you. I’m not sure exactly what happened…I got out my brand new trusty note book after I laughed my head off at this calendar, started writing, realised that I was getting madder and sadder as I wrote (thinking about the latest Hollywood scandal) and it kind of all blended into this…
      I’m really glad you liked it. It kind of encapsulates my generally bewildered state, although not surprised either, if you know what I mean?

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