I'll cut the modest cord

Redirect the phalanx

Eat a banana

Stow macaroons by the sea

Stand by the sea

Read books of sand

Broken shell biographies

Of steamboat cap'ns

And merry swabs

(No poop deck)

Fossilized remains of large seaweeds

Antibiotics bottles floating and lost from a garbage skow 

Oh happy days once again!

Happy happy days!

 

 I got words

but ideas

Are a dime a dollar

Look to the East

time to rise up

Time to kill

To stop the 

Sentences 

Stop the assilogisms

The anagrams 

Purveyors of know nothing

The annotations

Abbreviations

Abberations

Aggregations 

From A to R

Time to face the fury

Of stupidity

To clean the mirror

and wash one's face off it

 

 

 I'm inspired 

By the greats 

But the meat is in gutter

It's foul

Disparaging 

Annoying

Day to day bullshit

It's bullshit that flourishes 

There are no rules

Or there are rules to be broken

Shattered

Which make those that live by the rules angry

That you're not following along

But I follow along with the best of them

Idling my days

In cappuccino haze

Walking walking walking

Can I go home now and lay in bed 

Smoking and reading

And playing hearts?

 Another good one

Put it in the pile

They're heaped in the corner

Some I buy online some are 

supermarket necessities 

What am I talking about?

I wish I knew

But when you get a good one

You know it

 

 Second tier

    where you belong

You're down there for a reason 

Carl Yastrzemski was a triple crown winner

   What'd you do

  Wrote his name on your sixth grade chair

you and Mark McLaughlin had to buy the chairs 

Then we had to go to Principal Rose's office

Cuz my Slam Book had a cuss page

You and Karl Quimby and some other kid

Other kid started crying

Karl Quimby wasn't having any of it

"This is stupid"

Principal Rose didn't like that

Dumb

 

 

 

 

 

 

 You wear

Berries and shrouds of spider web

Mixed w manzanita branches

and you forget your past post-Harvest King

Ravens remember though

  and they'll advise on a transactional basis 

Leave them a trail of your wanton indiscretions 

   and some cheese and bits of bread and a pool of water

 

SITUATION ANALYSIS:

You are about to experience a rebirth -- about to be given another chance, a new lease on life.
You have persevered, gone the distance through an entire cycle -- through the Spring of hope or new passion, through a Summer of growth and building, only to be sacrificed like the archetypal Harvest King at the Autumn reaping.
You lie dormant like seed beneath Winter snows now, healing and absorbing new energies in preparation for the new young Spring coming shortly to your life.

 Poof

you stink

clap for the trees

You armpits smell

Never used to not like oh well

    Poof

       Who are you?

      Throw the I Ching

-the question is

What's the question?

     POOF!

     what is BeBop?

How should I go about dying?

Madly  

  Nah

  The wallpaper's gotta go?

Wear those new shorts

And compression socks 

  And the thunders river is never clouded

by the building of the ships