Buyer’s Remorse
I’m so glad I had this dream of flying
glad I was able to live with that illusion
for a little while before remembering
I can’t help myself
I see that hot girl on the screen
and need to know
what’s that she’s putting
into her mouth
Getting older means
you run the risk
of shitting yourself a little
when you sneeze
Do I undermine the horror
if I follow with a reminder
that we are still sending weapons to a country
founded for victims of genocide
so they can in turn commit genocide
All this time I’ve been mistaking
the second hand for the minute hand
And now I’m feeling that universal resentment
as the clock radio goes off
and I wake up to a man asking another man
what it was like to go up against Kobe
The morning sun gleams off
the glazed hide of the ceramic elephant
on the windowsill, raising its trunk triumphantly
I get vertigo peering over the edge
we’re all about to tumble off of
I wonder if at the last moment
I’ll feel a little giddy as I kick my legs
and flap my arms and wish
we had not voted for gravity
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