Did I write this? Did You?

On the merits of silly-ness

Silliness silliness silliness silence is a dirty barfly such contrived

nonsense in a jelly jar I cannot find that silliness burbling

violently to the dirty dancing arythmia bum bum bum bum boom

do the twist peel the carrots and bear left. What silliness is there

left on this earth? Those swivel hips we must remain serious. Warming

up for winter girth......control pills and penicillin should not be

taken simultaneously on an empty stomach books and music and

more my bum is sore woolen pants leisure suit of the blizzard

connection hey, at least it's not cold out, eh? Stuck in the business

reply mail I must dwell on my barstool vodka drool so many

characters yet not on antibiotics antifreeze stringcheese -wow, she's

rhymin'- eeeeeooo I'm silly nowand don't you just like it, I've got

the answer you like it........Back crack I've got those bright red cuffs

y'awl flaming to see the eucalyptus ballroom cha-cha leaning to the

left with the danish girlfriend in India -hey there- brain steams

charcoal stain on my bed inflating my wetdreams Bubba got the

cosmos now in this violett hoe-down yo now, can't say I have, now I

like this crack in my ass just wide enough to pas gas in this desert

storm shelter #62409, I remembered my voicemail numberjust to

realize well nevermind there's another juice bar nearby I can hear

the green hornet sigh what is all this rhyming stuff can't get enough in

Po-land here I am here I am driving a Mactruck through the

continental divide lost in central Illinois What? ill noise wow so

here I go steady now kissing the elusive chocolate cow...how many

follow me? Writing with the uniball from the frigidaire perspective

shot I can feel the hamhock now raisins and beans machinegun

dreams of vietnam at age six in early '87 they're claiming my

wood pile and refuse to leave by means of the tv recurrng

nightmare #2: "valium fitness". ooo I don't want to be like you..

illiness is wearing thin I am hanging on a bikini string gummi

bears glazed pears twisting puppylike in the stairwell oh hell, I love

this, do you? Places are not existent when it comes to non-equity

loans I feel my butter coming up you are my mushroom trip you

are so bored in your okra spacesuit trample out of doors on a

moonlit night you are so full you are so full of the seriousness of

life so stop! Submachines of couture-culture: I am the dirty

vulture that bears you home.