Saturday, March 17, 2012

Guttersnipes


Who gives a shit about your so-called catharsis, big shot? 
Whatever it is for you, for us it’s always going to be another 


One of your effluent turds gargling in our gutter.

7 comments:

  1. But as we say in the First Class Lounge at the University of Smoking Mirrors, "Gag me with a silver spoon, and we'll be having a Poem Talk on Monday."

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  2. love this rant poem.
    TC's comment is pretty cool also.

    ~robert

    but this is my third time with word verification as the old eyes aren't working so well.

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  3. Tom,

    Sounds like fun—will Mandrake the Magician be called on to gag the poets and make the poems seem to disappear?

    Robert,

    Thanks for your response; as for Tom’s comments, he’s a wizard at doing things like that.

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  4. Wehe :) you certainly got my attention with this!! Lovely!

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  5. Oh, Aleksandrina, so good of you to drop by and say so. This former guttersnipe thanks you!

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  6. There may be a clue to this mystery in a fragment (#176, 1942) which washed up recently when due to a blockage we were forced to flush out the Sludge Buildup in the Dumb Sound Archives:

    "These Argos travelers have been far from civilization and know nothing of the colossal conflict that has shaken the earth!"

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  7. Judging from the size of that hole on the beach, those DASTARDLY POWERS must have let loose one helluva big catharsis—but fear not Argonauts for Pacifica was and still is under the affluent red, white and blue!

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