Asymmetric Suicide
“Don't just EAT a hamburger... eat the HELL out of it.”
J. R. "Bob" Dobbs
President Death never lied
Wasted children never cried
Dreams never break inside
Because only chaos never died
Because we only climb the slide
To plastercast our patricide
And fake I.D.’s to help decide
The kind of world we would joyride
And who is the victim being Shanghied?
Good mornings start with pesticide
Against the lank unfolding tide
Underneath and beautified
The moisture always will abide
Green and warm from being denied
The lion’s spit upon the bride
Is proof of love’s own swift chloride
In your heart, coming to collide
Sealing your kiss with Mr Hyde
The two of you, impossibly allied
Kneeling to pray at the wedding bedside
The dark by the light led aside
Whispering syllables the moon untied
Reddened eyes to the question replied
That warfare is human; then deride
The empty hero buying Rawhide
With queer dollars by the dusty roadside -
Your pen to his nose makes him go cross-eyed
Come here at last, darling, to the warm fireside
The Love and Death of poetry’s stride
And curl your black toes in the only downside
Watching the election’s resulting landslide
A mandate for demons to gibber and chide
As they move their possessions further stateside
So the word is made special, we elide
The magic that once could have vied
Against the end of a world still untried
KH 15th June 2006
J. R. "Bob" Dobbs
President Death never lied
Wasted children never cried
Dreams never break inside
Because only chaos never died
Because we only climb the slide
To plastercast our patricide
And fake I.D.’s to help decide
The kind of world we would joyride
And who is the victim being Shanghied?
Good mornings start with pesticide
Against the lank unfolding tide
Underneath and beautified
The moisture always will abide
Green and warm from being denied
The lion’s spit upon the bride
Is proof of love’s own swift chloride
In your heart, coming to collide
Sealing your kiss with Mr Hyde
The two of you, impossibly allied
Kneeling to pray at the wedding bedside
The dark by the light led aside
Whispering syllables the moon untied
Reddened eyes to the question replied
That warfare is human; then deride
The empty hero buying Rawhide
With queer dollars by the dusty roadside -
Your pen to his nose makes him go cross-eyed
Come here at last, darling, to the warm fireside
The Love and Death of poetry’s stride
And curl your black toes in the only downside
Watching the election’s resulting landslide
A mandate for demons to gibber and chide
As they move their possessions further stateside
So the word is made special, we elide
The magic that once could have vied
Against the end of a world still untried
KH 15th June 2006
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