Thursday, December 29, 2005

Fork in the Head

Hey, Baby, Let’s Get Fucked Up!
And don’t you worry about the sin and filth.
We have all the wasted spaces to wash and scrape.
Grime of hope and loss settles on the still thinkers,
So grab your need and bring it to the rhythm-walled glass house.
Get that highly evolved sex-plant out into the hissing night.
Sprayed excitement. Contrived joviality.
Line-ups. Crowds. Noise. Drunks.
Another night slips by in the fog.
That’s all. Yet we care.
All we need is an excuse to give a shit.
To all a Happy New Years Night.
Get laid as you fight,
The gnawing knowledge of the approach of the morn.
And leave the Used broken and torn.
Where’s my waitress……?

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sheeesh!

in india we dont say 'Let’s Get Fucked Up!'


when u r dealing wid Keshi
say LETS MAKE LOVE

December 29, 2005 at 10:30 PM  

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