Oy hello
Oy hello
Took a ton of lsd again
Oops right
Shouldn’t I be worried or something
I don’t think so.
I don’t think the police are
Interested in me.
Although, I am
Interesting. I think.
Just not like
That interesting.
I will say though
I walked a ton
I saw houses
Into them. Straight through them.
It was like I was in each room,
But walking freely
Outside. In the breeze.
Rich peoples houses
Plumbing in the yard
Pipes and sewers
Jutting, cutting up the sod
Dead chunks of rotted
Mid-winter
Half-thawed
Chunks of sod
Decorating drainpipes coming up
Beneath the sprinklers
Fucking sprinklers
Goddamn
Nonsense
Goddamn fucking sprinkler nonsense
Rich people gotta live so rich
They got leaks in their pipes
For the lawn to spawn off of
Huts are houses just the same
Kings are queens and the princess
Is a slave.
Ohh pity pretty princess
Right, men have problems too
I’ve noticed.
Anyway
I saw all the houses
And all the slaves
I wasn’t impressed
I find all of it
Ridiculous
And depressing.
Who is anyone kidding
With these goddamn
Fucking
Sprinklers, spritzing
On some blonde lady
Who ain’t got no identity?
Who the fuck are you, even
Blonde lady?!
Why’d you pick blonde
Lady?
Anything but blonde,
Lady.
Even if I was a lady
I wouldn’t dye my hair blonde
Strawberry, maybe
I just don’t get it
Who is the person
They’re all imitating?
Who wants that house
With the pipey lawn
And the chunks of half dead
Blonde, scraggly dried-up
Thawed from January
Bits of dead grass
Used as carpet
Trimmed and manicured
For someone else’s tastes
Who’s taste is it?
Not mine, clearly
I guess I’m the kingfish of this sea
Who am I
But some drifter
Caught between realities
I wish I could go back in time
And kill the guy
Who told everybody
To be blonde
And to have sod
on their lawns.