Lay, boom, boom, lay
Lay, boom, boom, lay
So the oil drums do play
So the oil drums do play
In the sea, on a voyage
In the sea, on a voyage
the reverie of Vachel
Lindsay, we do pay
a courtesy call, a study
of the perverse, as we
Hart and I, have no truck
with racial beat, we reverse
the flow of hate, and
Lay, boom, boom, lay
Lay, boom, boom, lay
ain't that a mantra
of the 20th century
war and peace, sex and
violence, Hell, Hart, we could
do better than perplex
the reader with high falutin
games, have Chuck Baudelaire,
wearing an ostrich feather
looking all chic and ready
for a voyage, inviting us
to love, Looove,
look we - we have them on,
kid them, rag them,
take them on a voyage,
where reader's squint,
to read between the lines
where the bloody big whale
spouts a torrent of bi-sex
spring, and subsequently
parodies Hem and Sherwood
like Velasquez at the door
and the postmodern squit
Oh the thrill of the Mirror
Look at yourself!
The syntax and sound
is at variance with the Age
we need to dress in skin-tight
latex, as two old Queens, knight
the listener with a squall
of
I want you come inside
me now Baby
nice and easy
Oh shooting stars & Spiders on Mars
we pucker our lips
into rosy ass-holes
to whistle
the tune of
indifference
as the Cyberboys upload us
in their vehicles
of dominance
tie us up, gain our submission
in the Act of Rape
like the lonely Pontiac cruising
picking up
the broads
Lay, boom, boom, boom, lay
the prequel
Is the T.S. Eliot secretary in the
Wasteland and poor Vivian
in the looney bin
Cos
Cause
Tom and Viv inhabited two worlds
he the spiritual - she the physical
Those cyberboys
locked in
the
Virtual
like as we declare, in a Southern way,
as the magnolia in bloom,
so does the need to inflict
Agony
in
the
private
Pontiac
in
the
woods
of
the
Internet
Now Hart and I do not subscribe
to these values
that
begin with
the
Pin-up girl or boy
and
end
in
ashes to ashes
We, breach, like our whale does
the conventional
bubble
that
is
blown
by
the silicon
dream
Valley
we
sail
away
on our analog
junk
boys
sail
through
the
Gates
of
Hell.
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