where?

blueintheface
blueintheface Posts: 153
edited January 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
where has all the merriment gone to
on its horse in the cattle days
that reek like after dinner cigarettes
ashtrays spilling out lava
burn my throat
pour my white blood cells on your cereal
and remark
oh how your days
seem all the much longer
when they are shoehorned into war's stringing strings

don't we all just lose our days
somewhere
in some honey jar
we put our heads into when we were young
and breathed blue clouds

breathe blue clouds
let me sit on them
meditate
on the forms of it all
wandering blindly into merriment
where i left it lofty and lonely
ten years ago
"be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
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  • Jeremy1012
    Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    Great.

    That is all.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"

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