Michael Farrell – Two Poems


Michael Farrell

Two Poems

shoop shoop


his kicks where it is
we slump like dolls
reading godard
another weird sunny day at the laundry
lose weight instruct the notices
go next door for cigarettes jelly and change
if theyd only feel the need for jelly we could change
its in his kinks imitation thats where it is
sing exclaim the notices
tied together by a rope like dolls
where mountain meets laundry
we take direction from kitano not godard
the benches are red like godard
believing in change
a good place to startd be this dingy laundry
knowing its in his kitty thats where it is
his kittys kept inside his dolls
are you fun & domesticated ask the notices
the plaintive notices
wed rather talk to a scruff a slick a wouldbe godard
play monopoly with dolls
than think our lives might change
his kipping is where it is
curled up in the laundry
dreaming a brighter laundry
you need a new sofa assert the notices
his kitchen is where it is
with a loving shrine to godard
our bulbs blown we could do with a change
humming were you achieved in the valley of dolls
from the mouths of dolls
comes the wisdom of the laundry
plus ca change
leaving for good promise the notices
our quest to find the white lines of godard
in his kimba obsession is where it is
as it is
dont change be a doll like godard
launder egregious notices


picky pantoum

picking earwax instead of listening
is your conversation really necessary
your sister told me you were half a lettuce
raptures a crap song not a state of mind
is your conversation really necessary
gappy teeth or fake accent you choose
raptures a crap song not a state of mind
the city you fled to could hardly read
gappy teeth or fake accent you choose
hey buddy youre the most loved
the city you fled to could hardly read
you followed him were going there already
hey buddy youre the most loved
points get laughs but not soft bits
you followed him were going there already
the less bored born after o superman
points get laughs but not soft bits
picking earwax instead of listening
the less bored born after o superman
your sister told me you were half a lettuce

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