Aliens blush
vampires bite the air.
We dislike the 80’s –
Madonna’s virginity
was based on boredom.
Vertigo reflects my brown stain napkin.
If Hitler we’re alive today
his favorite film would be Bruno.
Banksy’s next gimmick,
blowing up wall-street.
Gentrification stuck-ups
Boyle Heights pumped high on meth.
Brainwash skeletons
take orders from the skin-tambourine.
You should blow dry my hormone graffiti,
And make ancient cocktails
out of absinthe manifesto.
I made the coolest awesome drug it’s called “Single”.
If space had ears
it would hear its own sound grooming.
David Bowie burns his fashion, burns his Christ.
Hey! Kids its Mr. Placebo day
I hope you all get addictively lied too
because Dali’s future has a D.A.R.E. that looks just like you.
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Happy Mr. Placebo Day!
For me, as a beginning novelist, all other living writers form a control group for whom the world is a placebo.
~Nicholson Baker
Ahhh!! I agree. Her virginity was a hat pip boredom I felt perforated the eighties. Funny you see it that way too as most do not. My twin thinker. Love the title! Your words are hard hitting you said that about mine but I’d say you drove the faster car my friend.
Experimental to a time-warp of mocking the good old 80’s nostalgia.
Thank you.
I totally got that and loved the tongue in cheek!! Clever!!
Oh, and love the quote above!!!
This whole world is imprisoning themselves with placebo.
What if, weed too was a placebo chemical ingested to make everyone believe
that they are getting high or getting the munchies?
What if its all a lie to make us smoke weed?
It IS a lie, many with several of intentions but definitely opiate of the people. A few control the masses minds and spirits.
And…. If space had ears?? Genius!!!
Just imagine if space had ears and eyes?
I think many of our small notions would be obliterated, oh what a relief!
Thought provoking and alluring! Thanks for stopping by.
My head was frying with so much words.
I had to write this poem.
I am insane over this poem. SO fantastic. I’m particularly enamored of these lines:
“Aliens blush
vampires bite the air.”
“Brainwash skeletons
take orders from the skin-tambourine.”
“blow dry my hormone graffiti,
And make ancient cocktails
out of absinthe manifesto”
“Dali’s future has a D.A.R.E. that looks just like you”
You rule! 🙂
Haha. You think Madonna’s virginity was based on boredom.
Well, maybe. It was the 80s. But I love hair metal man.
SIngle can certainly be a drug for sure — no attachments
do what you want — til you are alone, but hey —
nice play on DARE in the end with the drugs.
Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:
definitely different, Charlie, but insightful, too. thanks for sharing.
Wiollow Sloan cherry picked the good lines, but that’s cool; it’s just grand that your peanut gallery is full of admirers–you deserve them. This piece does not do a 30-story drop off Flarf Tower, & that is good to see more of your creativity. I wonder if Sasha Baron Cohen would agree with the Hitler analogy? Probably.