Spoke shaves no one speaks,
coffee makes up fresh coffer,
Niagara falls,
the sun goes to the bathroom.
Eight thousand word month.
All hail Marx-Lennon
Iconic scions
Mock dead empires
~
Afternoon is among us.
Come listen here
where fresh fungus grows.
Razing history erases mystery.
Careful with that axe Eugene.
Smooth as a baby’s bottom
As clear as crystal
Vivid crack starting pistol
Two days down this slowmo week:
legging it.
Deep down under Crimson Hill:
legging it.
see no light feel plenty heat:
legging it.
Hobnail rattle on indented brick:
Legging it.
Walking the plank with Skipper Jack Smack:
legging it.
breaking my neck wreck my back:
legging it.
Walk the horse over the hill:
legging it.
Grunt, push, grip, step, take a breath:
legging it.
Splosh, plash, creak, and crunch:
legging it.
Echoing echoes doing my head:
legging it.
Better off living better off dead:
legging it.
No light at the end:
legging it.
Show me who switched if off:
legging it.
*
Sound no vision
Dum-de-dum-d-dumb-e-dum
Be heard but not seen
Dum-diddum-d-dada
Unread…but not red
Dum-de-dum-d-dumb-e-dum
What Caroline said
Dum-de-diddle-eee-argh
Grimbeau 