Friday, September 10, 2004

1394

FOR MY OWN GOOD

Next time we'll go
Where they bless the motorcycles,
Just relaxing in the shade
To get back at all this beauty.

I'm coming to join the crowd
Who hear Hamlet not about to fall
Sideways on his dagger, but rather
As one freaked out by his own power.

Get back, lean back, baby's got
To know the difference between the rights
Of man and the side of a barn.
Next time I'll let you shuffle.