Under the Tables

As we font another jaunty note Or rouse a morning call And stretch tomorrow’s throat to choke Our spirits ache to fall For the quota marches ever on Ol’ champ has gone to bed To sing of songs and whispers of Some words that once were said For though the cast goes onward fore And yesters churn to yester’s yore A luminescence gone afloat Some captain of a wayward boat Upon a river…

I was so stupid Now I smart My head know blood goes through my heart My head know poop The end from start And all the answer Now I smart

How I wish my How I wish my ever never sometimes did Turn my head to Fight the urge to Watch the didn’t come undid

Poof me me I create me When I was borned I ever been See pee pee I splitter pee My story torn And paper thin Me Me! Did it did it! Me Me Me I did I did! My my my me know it know it I know all there ever did! Stoopy me My stupid me We’ll never know That we’re just men

OH my TV Screen yep yep crystal sheen he teach the preach but we reach for peach He points direction, but we drink the bleach crap

bottles in row, baby bottles in row each one the like of the last gamma blast but we knew that, baby but we knew that (haha) each one the like of the last devil caste Thorn of the kate, mama prick of the steve we worn the world of our SLAMBROKEDOFF sleeve

She pull the pork mama She pull the son She got the rips on the run She ripe the type, but that she spawns the grime Alll the tvs that tap into our waiting minds

She run the groop scoots, We plant the skew. She win the crapshoots and we…map-map-map She hop the TOP DROP, We stretch the seams– fabrics that mop all our crap…clap-clap-clap We milk the (clap clap) We milk the (clap) We drink our own dirty tap ta-tappity tap

“Forget about it,” said Janine.

And he did. Fifteen years later.

The brood he’d stewed in the meantime was one hefty tomato.

“Fancy meeting you here.” It was Janine.

Ronald covered his ears, sat his coffee down, and ran out of the 7-11.

Throwing the car in drive, he propped his elbow on the passenger seat and cranked his neck around. He ran into a car at the gas tank in front of him.

His stomach…

I jim the dream

I reign supreme

With paper crown

I whipped the cream

Forget the hops

We go the tops

Green light the go

Pull out the stops

And when you got

Three times the slops

You rigor stiff

And flip the flop

We mark all these black Xs in the white room

Sweet yesternothings something semi-gray

Then crank this cranks horizon turn and push broom

And sweep the night like shatters into day

Hooray

Spin who span the answer

Yes, we all be can, sirs

Oh me wow me pantser

Yes, we all be can, sirs

Pander there fee ere her?

Five whole dollar can, sir

Gripe the gripper glander

Can we all in can, sir

Said can we all be can, sir

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I’m not sure if I’m comfortable sharing how much I actually knew at that point in my life and how much I was just guessing. One thing I was sure of: I did not want to impose. She had not left the house for three days (I know because I had ScoutMaster…

Fallen got up and got cuppity cup. Who’s thirst was it anyway? You take the two dollars, divide it by anonymous, and no one gets parched anymore. Race ever won. Though. Haha. It was funny sometimes. You lay it flat it’s the ocean; the river in motion. How…

Who gotcha boots. Botta boots. boots.

Scoots in the suits. Inna suits. suits.

Who’s gotsa swiiing inna me me me

Downtown to sing mama blue decree

Boots in the roots. River roots. roots.

Boots come a boots inna boot-boot-boots.

  Where mama stare? Over…

Smoke

sup sup sup sup

eeeeeeeeeee

ooooooooooh

Give a time a give a time a give a time a time o

chewwwww

Mastication proclamation Jerron gotta rhyme o

  Clearing

up up up up

meeeeeeeeeem

wooooooooomb

fetal bake a birthday cake awake in time awry glow

Chohh…