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
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.
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What’s the alter-ego of Emek like? Do you like him?
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I have so many questions on my face. Too many. Mostly, “Are these people really…here?”
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Marsh…mellow. Haha. That’s funny. I just now saw that. I need to read my notes more carefully.
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