Jagged Thought #133: Less Slaughter. Less Murder


 

I need to close my eyes.
I need to write a song in distance.
I need I want, I sing a song.
I sing a song of persistence
Guns are going off in my city
My bones are growing spongy
My finish line is far ahead
My clouds are sunny
My nose is runny
I am no dummy,
But you can’t take my skill from me
I sing song my stream
And dream a lovers dream
Its 1:19 in the morning
I have been working on
Prayer all evening
Martha better like it
I am learning how to be a credit
on the poetic ticket
a tick on the poetic dog.

So when I feel like this,
The novice feels accomplished
The soldiers are stomping
Around in Boston
And I sit quiet, often
Thinking, when the world is dying
Will I still be writing?

Yeah, it probably doesn’t matter, each word
Has been said, each rhyme scheme from
My head, drops of lead, in the butter spread
Out like bed bugs on the pull out
In a manhattan couch.

The world, is ready for a sunbath
The world is ready for us to sing a song
The world is ready for a sponge bath
Dirty world. Dirty world
Playing in mud.
It won’t be long now.

The world need more sunshine
More laughter.
Less slaughter, less murder.
The world needs to watch

Dumb and Dumber and Dirty Work
And we will all laugh our asses off
Together.

 

Jason Wright is the founder and Editor of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly.

 

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