don't tell me about
the great salacious fun
that you have had
over and over
same dance
different bar
different face
same crowd of laughter
i don't care as much that
i was never that
as much as the fact
i never will
do you know i am no where
conquering spinning blades
in erin*ville
i don't want you to be
playing a dead person in
another interactive drama
i will settle for the big
inflatable words of
miscreant vernacular
if there is the dash
of sincerity floating
with the hoy
i would compromise on
any language where i
don't have to less be
exciting than everyone else
but i never do well
where i am not
the great story teller
the great muse of humor
as i so often feel
walking the egg skins of erin*ville