preternaturally curious I sought sanctuary in the Perrot Memorial Library and still the librarians turn me on not the men but the women oracles but then too in the Ripley Union Township Library a Carnegie endowment otherwise he, Carnegie, would be on the top of my shit list with the war criminal family Bush
but at that time I was a child unconcerned for those who die fighting for 'their' country instead I sought the origins of those who wrote with conviction about anything and the All their inspiration inhalational blowing of God bowing the strings of my cigar box ukelele Aeolian licking the wounds of my heart
"When a person is lucky enough to live inside a story, to live inside an imaginary world , the pains of this world disappear. For as long as the story goes on, reality no longer exists." --Paul Auster
how can it be that i am still curious after all these light years of soaring spatially beyond the known and unknown cosmos while being fisted by Thought Police invoked by G. W. Bush and his actual King Uncle Bob too grotesque to elect yet he did it to me, to us, to all full body cavity search enjoy your flight home to Auschwitz
"The people of England (USA too in a tutu) have been led in Mesopotamia into a trap from which it will be hard to escape with dignity and honor. They have been tricked into it by a steady withholding of information. The Baghdad communiqués are belated, insincere, incomplete. Things have been far worse than we have been told, our administration more bloody and inefficient than the public knows. It is a disgrace to our imperial record, and may soon be too inflamed for any ordinary cure. We are today not far from a disaster.-"Report on Mesopotamia" The Sunday Times (22 August 1920) --T. E. Elliot
now that I am a man with nothing left to lose lost life left hollow long ago by events leading to the School of Terrorism created and deaned by those truly named above I watch carefully the events leading to this election of those whores who will do and say anything to be elected or reelected and onanistically 44 or 45th lead us further into perdition -- "Hurl'd headlong...To bottomless perdition, there to dwell" -- My favorite sight gag: Grab your ass and kiss it goodbye while -- politicians violently express propane though their mouths pressed against the inside of the glass minds of the electorates television screens . . . and here all along I thought it Sports Utility Vehicles then cows who stink up the noxious air perhaps maybe, maybe not, we could place a siphon over the Capitol Dome and electrify the entire world?
120816 final 09:54
© 2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved
No comments:
Post a Comment