Tuesday, July 7, 2009

yesterday an old man was looking for a western the end result was this 

I want to start a holocaust, for all my bias odium’s running wild through the city. First I would invade BestBuy and hold all pop charts hostage and force them to be truthful, and after they cried to the preacher I will discharge 100 casings for ever genre and move on to Barnes and Nobles and systematically drop every cowboy and john Wayne impersonators like flies in my florescent light of purity, then next the lovers will all be hanged for vanity in sexual facades and giving humanity less of a soul and more hope, next would be the mystery, the only mystery would be where did all the ascetics go? After I burned the Christian inspiration I would sit on top the ashes of a million hypocrites and read e.e. cummings vowing to rid myself of the animal after I baptize the world. Next we would capture the executives bent on making the west immobile and force feed them tofu and spinach, then make them devour the blood spilt for the American classic grease between whole wheat, until they suffer in the veins of petas dreams, finally I would dream the “imagine” and act upon my vision by burning Jesus shooting Satan starving Muhammad gassing Jehovah and shooting Allah, leave only Siddhartha so I can swim from bay to sea from earth to stars, from sunflower to daises. Next ids move to Arlen and thank the Hill’s for the humor but all Texans must die by the horns of thee bull and impaling all families on the nocturnal breathe of the faceless. Next I would destroy any building of white and men sitting for freedom under patriotic pretenses, I obliterate parliament, sever dictators and free all of Africa from bullets, and bring rains to a land of famine under my mother’s tears. Maybe I’m a little pessimistic, but optimistic I can cure the world as long as they forget the politics of each other’s nations and learn to love the politics of karma and souls flying freely in an anarchist union. Turn off your radio throw a crowbar through plasma windows and speak to angels of real value. 


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