Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Friday, August 2, 2013


mortal seeks escape from his mortal coil:

lets get drunk and fuck the world
lets get blasted and eat pork steaks
lets forget about work
or the tedium and desperate urges of not working,
lets relax into space
crack open a last cold drink for the night
a smoke,
we finally then might recall what it is
to love.

we'll make it work----work-----we'll make it work.

rise up you sluggards
drink deeply to bachuus
as if we really all knew his name
or what he was all about.
     we'll feel it in our bellies
we'll feel it in our lungs
we'll celebrate
until our tender night is done
beneath a pink moon
we'll drive home
post-twighlight tender idols
lost guys lost girls
in the backyard
over the grill
at the show
oh! we'll revel good
goddamn straight-

despite the meds
we found love tainted love.
nights mist
here we are now
cliches be goddamned.

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