BP :: PJ48

#This is some bad poetry from a journal that has a pink bandana cover. It starts with a
#newspapaer clipping dated June 2, 1989

I sit in a 50’s
revival joint
jonsing
Fantasizing about a suicide
Yoko’s for John
would not ahve
been as epic

Yet
not Yet
for Yet

It is raining
And
I have more letters
for to
read.

All bets are off,
Charles!

Howdy Doody your order
is ready.

Cries of joy for
fat fried french
fries

An undercurrent slyding
past slow
fast
Doses Doses Doses Doses doses

Born not only into a
Deep sleep

Closed wells sunken deeper
then Freuds
Swell

And everything anything
can and will fit
for humor will fit
it in
and Death is rape
a violent not sexual
crime.