i can't believe we only managed to
re-enter plato's dream of a society,
being recited by pauper lovers,
for need of acceptance, but no aerodynamics!
bring me the boeing and i'll bring
the thistles of the **** thing being aired
among curled-up turtles and hedgehogs,
flap flap! ****, spot the seagull
or the copper-head of a churchill shat on
by a pigeon for a good-luck testimony!
and i was wearing my underwear
if you cared to mind; religious schools
forgot the 1960s drug revolution, they were
teaching a concern of sniffing glue...
**** me... glue?! with all that wine!
what an oddity.