too busy for a turtle

i can live without my temperature

got bloody good beer

and i’m building me a miniature ping ping pong

collective measuring yields just an acre or two but it’s sure to drop my tenor by an octave overnight

i bounce off the edge of a plutonian clock four hyperbolic pendulums colliding every other tuesday

just invert the incubator and it’s all down the hatch

dropping dowagers in vinegar they’re crunchy as bone

and i’m collecting sepia locusts over beijing dusk skyline

in perfunctory ceramics they’ll come ancient in a day

bleeding over edgar allan chapters fourteen twelve and six

when you liquefy cement there’s always bodies everywhere

 

so i’m too busy for a turtle yes

too busy right now

 

rusty beaches close to home deliver sand in an hourglass

and marble-eyed fish looking back in satisfaction

put my faith in a pocket and a banjo in gear

won’t you lend me your latex glove?

 

so i’m too busy for a turtle yes i am

i’m way too busy right now

 

behind a ramshackle space station two days from madrid

neo-marxists congregate in bowler hats and green tea

propounding indolent bird flu and palliative moose

making out in mid-trajectory they duck as they swing

 

too busy too busy for a turtle yes

too busy right now

i’m way too busy for a turtle right now

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Why does this make me laugh? I don’t know if it’s supposed to, there are too many fancy words in it. Just kidding.

What’s the alter-ego of Emek like? Do you like him?

I have so many questions on my face. Too many. Mostly, “Are these people really…here?”

Marsh…mellow. Haha. That’s funny. I just now saw that. I need to read my notes more carefully.