Thursday, 28 October 2010

The Invented

On a balcony’s mouth
I told you about a change

But how unoriginal
I’m stuck with same
Insufficient cajonas
And a weak guard

There’s much fucking worse
On your rue’s
Than my soft curse

Crowd’s booed Bizet when he
Ripped out Carmen
Animals got gutted
And bashed at Porte de la Villette

Beckett was shanked
By a pimp

In comparison
I’ve just invented
My letdowns.

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