that'll do, pig; that'll do

that'll do, pig; that'll do

A Poem by schanzilla

i am not a benevolent god

but you don't know that yet so

pretend to be surprised when you find out

and you can catch it at my Viking style funeral

my real world impulsive

my overslept sense of derivative enjoyment

it's the never surrender on a smaller scale

Halloween every day of the year

it's the answers to absolutely zero questions

dive in against the current

the first skinny dip of the spring

and it was maybe notated in the memorial tribute

that the water's too cold yet

maybe nobody asked

like a low pitched whistle around the bends in the river

carried off in the wind and forgotten right after

© 2011 schanzilla


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schanzilla
schanzilla

Glitter City, IA



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industrial painter, pothead, alcoholic. not all at the same time though, usually any combination'll do it. most of the time i manage to f**k everything up quite nicely, and sometimes i don't. the ti.. more..

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