Time for the Taking

When the great depression hits Mate, I think about pressin hits My professorship, and my need to confess w/ My bleeding lips. Cuz in the lyin roaring twenties There’s no more motherly amenities, Men saying amen to pretending entities. It’s not amendable, It’s condemnable, Don’t defend their bull Unless your pen is full Of the Holy Spirit. Golly it’s not folly Miss Nelly, Missed out w/ a kiss of silly doubt Charles Olson Twins in Charge Barge through the little prairie fairytales. N’er a fairer tail’s been seen Than the wife of Christ Undressed by dice Diced into bite-sized bytes of life. It’s suffice to say, There might be a bright nicer day. When F8’s recession hits Maybe the great repressin’ gets Got in the grit of repression, it’s A necessary lesson wit’ wit and a bit of Wittgenstein. I spit n shine boot buckles, Dine n ditchers recline with pitchers We’re blind mute, sayin Uncle Sam yall never seen the second millennial Son of Samuel The annual annulment of all burnt sacrifices Went null when parliament mulled, They lacked devices suffice To back decisive action To the priceless satisfaction For the vices of Adam’s faction, The madman’s retraction, and madam’s reactions. I’m adamant in praxis, Either add to or dent the bent axis, Savilion ThoughtBuggin out with Ill n son We’ll pull the rug from out your asses. from Thoughtbug A Few Suggestions “Time for the Taking” (GreenWalls, 2003)