~~~
Tired
~~~
I’m tired of whittling on the carcasses of
blind 3-eyeballed dragons with
dried-up peas rattling around inside their broken skulls…
~
I’m tired of finding girlfriends of yesterday
hung by the neck ’til dead & gone & gone again
from the sagging branch of the hanging tree infront of
the sherriff’s office & him hiding in
a locked jail cell all night long…
~
I’m tired of being told by the whistling wind that
my hair is too long & my work day is too short
& to hand it all over to a landlord who was born dead…
~
I’m so damn tired of walking around avoiding goons in cars
who chip at my brain with an insane
overload from television noisily sucking the juice outta their souls
& splattering this goon piss all over my reading lamp…
~
I’m weary so weary bleary & tossed & turned burned
& still walking ~ always walking around ~ in this
ghost town called Love
ahhh yes, this craven ghost town
this squirrelly ghost town…
~
(Copyright Clyde Collins 2011)
~~~
photo
Maria Schell & Gary Cooper "The Hanging Tree" 1959
Tired
~~~
I’m tired of whittling on the carcasses of
blind 3-eyeballed dragons with
dried-up peas rattling around inside their broken skulls…
~
I’m tired of finding girlfriends of yesterday
hung by the neck ’til dead & gone & gone again
from the sagging branch of the hanging tree infront of
the sherriff’s office & him hiding in
a locked jail cell all night long…
~
I’m tired of being told by the whistling wind that
my hair is too long & my work day is too short
& to hand it all over to a landlord who was born dead…
~
I’m so damn tired of walking around avoiding goons in cars
who chip at my brain with an insane
overload from television noisily sucking the juice outta their souls
& splattering this goon piss all over my reading lamp…
~
I’m weary so weary bleary & tossed & turned burned
& still walking ~ always walking around ~ in this
ghost town called Love
ahhh yes, this craven ghost town
this squirrelly ghost town…
~
(Copyright Clyde Collins 2011)
~~~
photo
Maria Schell & Gary Cooper "The Hanging Tree" 1959