For[e] Auld Tymes' Sake / A Dumb Love Song Dying

byDanKozak~onThursday,December29,2011at2:52pm

~~THEE LATE POPS' BENTED STICK~~



h'ere wee goes [to] there wee went [to] gone,but not 4gotten, or

ass thee olde chylde might Think, 4gotten,but

[debatedly] not-gone----



toomany too many funny fun words t'juggle'n jibe,like

indictments of ever

ything ever said [i'magine iyam sa'ying] incriminates, or maybe

encriminals, some'one's ill'igit anonymity ---- put out put out here th'ere

for every manjack 1of of them (or Us)

To See, as



iflike I took this, my en'natural'd nakedness, for a walk out t'thee curb to get

thee daily mails [from mail'box], they they they

would (have to)call-a-cop, inform proper authority, while they they they try Not to Die

laughing, [or was it] praying, a-spittin most reasonable invective[s] spray

bloody silly spittley droplets bemisting thee hole fckn neighborhood,like

almostlike when they they they dumped piggyblood on poor Carrie (or what

ever beast it was they bled)....exCept 4that there'd be no super-natural

retribution....just

good patriotism good kapitalism + good'godlike ballbustered criminal mischief

charges...



okay [so] so what's-left-of-this oldFool ain't no archetype [sex]pretty anymore....none[thee]less

aye could bury my face in thee place not-so-deep in'side, &

tickle ye sillysweet where thee lifewaters flow....thee flowering mother-delta, thee

warm valley (of whence The Duke & Johnny so deeply praised),

where

It All begins & re-begins over & over again--------



thee late beloved ol'bastard Daddy's  cane

stands up in a box in this room to re'mind that the precious loves

wee've cried for & crave may never share their eros-form any'anymore

before

thee Body [of us] just crumbles & ends



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