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Tuesday, April 06, 2004

 

Here's a poem I wrote in my head while in the bathtub. It is autobiographical, and therefore dedicated to everyone I've ever met.


Euro-Chinese Water Torture, Vols. 1 & 2

Le Poisson Poison
Was the name
Of my father's fake
French Restaurant.

The 99-Dollar Experiment
Was the name of his ship.

Bob Villa his house.

My mother named her
Dog , my sister her
Punk band, and
Lindsey and I named
Our concept album.

After the initial sixteen minutes
Of a strained voice saying "drip"
In a Hungarian accent,

The machine guns cut in.

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