Saturday, 12 August 2017

advanced graffiti



I would be 
Your drunken cousin 
Lives in a bed sit 
Watches formula one

I would be a cheap Chianti, 
Liebfraumilch 
Nothing fancy 

I would be, let me see 
Count Basie 
The Stranglers drummer 
But not as good 
More Joe Jackson doing shit 
Louis Jordan covers 
Perhaps 

I epitomize advanced graffiti 
That's the level 
Of my words 
Bukowski said that these 
fuking poems 
Are the equivalent 
of hot turds 

When I die 
They will die with me 
The world can smell 
Their greasy perfume 
In their nostrils 
As we burn
O my luckily being
As we burn.


12/08/17


artwork - irina savina 














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