05-11-2022, 06:37 AM
The computer has stolen my hands again
and the clock just smoked my last cigarette,
these are tough times for us all
so we lean forward and practice our spitting:
boredom is illegal like the river at our backs
and none of us have a knack for squealing.
Though the blind can read our banknotes,
changing the time with wound up whistles,
it’s all invention, even the ending,
swallowed down into a hollow beginning,
dancing in the shoals on the backs of turtles.
and the clock just smoked my last cigarette,
these are tough times for us all
so we lean forward and practice our spitting:
boredom is illegal like the river at our backs
and none of us have a knack for squealing.
Though the blind can read our banknotes,
changing the time with wound up whistles,
it’s all invention, even the ending,
swallowed down into a hollow beginning,
dancing in the shoals on the backs of turtles.