Fainting Couch Posted by Oppo on 12 March 2021, 7:00 pm I awoke With a poem in mind In a recess I cannot Find. A poem Of such prodigious weight I somehow can not now Relate. The world Will just have to bear That burden I cannot Now share. What was almost said by me Was definitely not to be. 1 1
If you were in a coffee shop skinny people wearing black with berets on their heads would be snapping at you through a fog of clove cigarette smoke. And scowling, always scowling. 2 Reply to this comment
Don’t worry- we can take it…
It can only get verse…
If you were in a coffee shop skinny people wearing black with berets on their heads would be snapping at you through a fog of clove cigarette smoke.
And scowling, always scowling.
It works best if you read it in Christopher Walken’s voice.