Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

A Terrible Poem About A Moment

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If there are sinners
Let them sin
If there are spinners
Let them spin

And music
And music
Overwhelms the clocks and calendars
And step-down transformers
For the cleanest power
Controllable

There is a foreign word for this moment

Run round the loge
Concourse, Massachusetts
He should have talked to her
And will remember her for the rest of his life

2 Comments

  1. Bravo.

  2. That’s just devastating.

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