where the rain can’t
fall and this young man remains
upright and walking
to class on this ball,
where two talking out
the dorm’s window pane
stay in the vein of
the guy Judas had slain—
but then it came upon
me like the greenest wind
howling deep from the
boasting guts of guys near
driven insane by the
fear of Judas dying
and trying to be just
like him!
Still I got friends
downstairs killing me
with homemade cares (their
medicine mix is laced).
Still
Edison bulbs are growing dim in every puff,
and they’re not
telling me what’s in that stuff.
Still it had this
bitter taste.
Like
chemicals clean in this machine of meat
beating on the scene
in there and staring
into me with his mean
teeth he bares,
like being a full
metal jacket armed magazine,
Ray “offered me” ‘cause
he likes being a pain
every
waking moment when staying up late—
now
making a mess at the flop with the screened gate
in
the unseen night and waiting for this machine
to
collapse under its own weight.
Yet
the trip did find its gain driving circles
through
my brain in my time of waking.
“Follow
the trail to the East Pleasant Street bus stop”
and
maybe tomorrow the no doz will make me drop.
Maybe
the Earth is shaking.
Find
some blunts rolled up in your pillows
and
it don’t take long to understand when
you’ve
been put out in the sand.
When the joke was up
and he set me free from
the chains on my
brain and nothing looked the same,
I was trapped, and in
the gap of time that
had elapsed they were
clapping hands and
laughing at the gag
they made of me that day,
but I think I can
adapt.
Doug is blazed and
running, yet I can’t say
it wasn’t coming (I
let them dig that deep).
Sitting blank in
their basement with a flickering light
I guess I dared them
not to come in for a bite,
and let them hit me
in my sleep.
Now the couch spring
hurts my back
and there’s nothing I
can do about it.
Can’t move about or
sit up straight,
and I’m cramped into
the slack
of a basement in
someone’s flat.
And when dizzy
memories of the day
leave me all alone
and upright,
I know now I was just
some fun for some
crazy seniors last
night.
--Farewell Frat Row
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