The Day Everybody Died
Put your middle finger
in the middle of a bubble
in your bath of bubbles,
baby, if it's no trouble
kindly use your finger
let me out my bubble.
Go slowly, softly now,
you made a hole,
you are the bubble
See the streaming
light careening reflective
prisms and rainbow
negatives under the surface
of your skin,
I meant bubbles,
How many colours can you count?
That's how many people you can trust,
how many people it will take
to overload
your head with troubles,
and if it didn't burst
you're in the goddamn bubble,
remember how it started, babe,
a middle finger
causing trouble.














Comments
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Meanwhile I talk to myself, as one who has plenty of time. No one tells me anything new; so I tell myself to myself.
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"Have you been borne yet and are you alive?Lets reinvent the gods all the myths of the ages".-JIM MORRISON-"an american prayer"
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If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?
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