Saturday, November 14, 2015
POEM: "Friday 13th"
Friday 13th
There's more fossil fuel in reserve
now than can ever be inhaled
There's more hatred in supply
than anyone could ever need
Wake up roll out of bed put down
feet on the carpet of a flayed man
Play a little bit of Clifford Brown shave
shit shower and shampoo it’s just jazz
Happy Friday I tell them on the Thursday
just in case you don’t show up tomorrow
Sweet Tooth tells the story of how his youth
went to work and just blew up dead just blues
I remind the students of all the other work
remains to be done and better done well.
© 2015 Rob Schackne
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