Wednesday, March 25, 2015

circadian bi-ennial
    frost relief
                sturm und drunk
and
sleep
  sleep 
        stoic barrier marker
   relief
  some say
 hey

 you're not a native tongue
       so sleep sleep
      balmy brigade
 of newsworthy tonsillitis
     the little factoids in each
of us
    sleep sleep sneeze
till your back hurts
      get a stand up job
 selling tooth enamel to eskimos
            are you Inuit?
 totally, dude
       the witch has stolen a revolver
from the shoshone shoeshine man
                         sturmin' and drinkin'
with the fire bonnet
of love
 tied to your privates
      you can sing
  the tooth song
               in the native tongue
 bye bye sleep sleep
   the pathways are marked
           with shells
                 and bones
                       to the fire bonnet lodge
            you wore your stripes out
trying to speak with a grizzly bear
   who would not listen
         your native tongue was a bassinet
        some never could speak too well
but the torch was lit
and you danced
the fire bonnet dance
 now
   sleep sleep
  or close your eyes