Saturday, March 16, 2013
God Bless
Drip, drip, drip,
one little drip can't think,
can't check my oil.
Bop-ba-da-dop, bop-ba-da-dop.
Too much for plastic wrap, too much
to throw away.
Somewhere
in the Netherlands a man lays back
and cries "Help me! I can not drink this drip, drip,
black, rum, coke and bloodshot
button up tie." In the afterlife
Geronimo walks
with both eyes closed. Through pip-pap-tink-
tink-tink-pap graves. God bless
this Holy soil,
this rain.
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