Gimme the unusual
I’ll take a drop of the tropical
pinch of the atonal
stirred with a time signature
that remains unknowable
gimme a shot of the unusual
send it over quick
I’ve had enough of the banal
to last me many years
One more narrative
without a thread
several cut up
fifties experiments
a whole tale dictated
by a pink monkey in pants
a teenager uncertain
if they’ll survive themselves
give me more of the unusual
before I go to bed
as I’m not convinced
I got any desire left
the one with the stutter
and the bad teeth
smoking cigarettes
in twenty thirty-three
fallen model
disgraced debonair
dame with the eye patch
and seven inch scar
we don’t get along
she’s been knocking me off
a little at a time
what’s the rush?
another shot of the usual
you know I like it raw
anything too neat
just don’t cut it all