UnSquare
Ex-Bluelighter
Most can be felt.
One as soft
&
fragile
& strong,
to perhaps even marry,
'nuther
a Foreigner Col'das'ice-pick-
defense
against
a turnin' alley or
ally of deep-darkset fear,
wrong?
Set me clear
then.
Wipe my brow with
tear
friend.
But if the thing I carry whispers
para-agro-phobics
then
callasthetics,
spin & wound a'poor fool-
G.A.D.
so fix'ed
on watchin'
the angsty clock-in,
it strafe's the boat,
be I keep watchin'.
P.D.
M.D.
M.A.
Persay.
As script an' wine drown
face down
social pr(e)(a)y,
say,
any of these 'carriers'
frown,
lament,
or do they tarry on with day-
...perhaps to reach night,
oh!
Our favourite time,
the longer you maintain
the better you fly.
I carry many things.
Many can't be said,
buter'in deep pock
is string & thread,
rubber-bands,
a razor, an' an' ice-pcik to,
pillsta keep from usin' them
p'scribed
by Doc.
Tool numbers upward include
a wallet, f'friends, a phone,
mustard dollars,
fire in-a-box, Jack,
pops out,
toothpicks gallore,
a hippy with bourbon,
(well, we know what that's for)...
Pens, pencils, highlighting &
wall-writin' texta's,
athsmatic med'cation throw'nin'
with tha mixture.
A cloth
for if someone bleeds,
I help stop the flow,
electrical cord if a lamps
powers blow.
Toothpicks for bruxism,
body to the grindstone,
an' speakin' of that pocket
it aint alone...
...beer opening device & keys
from a Skel'ton.
Chapstick & a toothbrush,
sunglasses, small bags,
of course paper & files,
it's all about
findin' the trick
to fit in more.
OCD or a Super-Boy-Scout with the Score.
To at least sell a point if you're
'LOST' in the teppes,
I carry all
these an' more
ask me,
the King of
"NEEDFUL THING'S",
(he thinks....)
these.
But the inside is out &
the ouside is in.
Physic's'call'trap!
I store more overhead than below the seats
or even in my lap.
One as soft
&
fragile
& strong,
to perhaps even marry,
'nuther
a Foreigner Col'das'ice-pick-
defense
against
a turnin' alley or
ally of deep-darkset fear,
wrong?
Set me clear
then.
Wipe my brow with
tear
friend.
But if the thing I carry whispers
para-agro-phobics
then
callasthetics,
spin & wound a'poor fool-
G.A.D.
so fix'ed
on watchin'
the angsty clock-in,
it strafe's the boat,
be I keep watchin'.
P.D.
M.D.
M.A.
Persay.
As script an' wine drown
face down
social pr(e)(a)y,
say,
any of these 'carriers'
frown,
lament,
or do they tarry on with day-
...perhaps to reach night,
oh!
Our favourite time,
the longer you maintain
the better you fly.
I carry many things.
Many can't be said,
buter'in deep pock
is string & thread,
rubber-bands,
a razor, an' an' ice-pcik to,
pillsta keep from usin' them
p'scribed
by Doc.
Tool numbers upward include
a wallet, f'friends, a phone,
mustard dollars,
fire in-a-box, Jack,
pops out,
toothpicks gallore,
a hippy with bourbon,
(well, we know what that's for)...
Pens, pencils, highlighting &
wall-writin' texta's,
athsmatic med'cation throw'nin'
with tha mixture.
A cloth
for if someone bleeds,
I help stop the flow,
electrical cord if a lamps
powers blow.
Toothpicks for bruxism,
body to the grindstone,
an' speakin' of that pocket
it aint alone...
...beer opening device & keys
from a Skel'ton.
Chapstick & a toothbrush,
sunglasses, small bags,
of course paper & files,
it's all about
findin' the trick
to fit in more.
OCD or a Super-Boy-Scout with the Score.
To at least sell a point if you're
'LOST' in the teppes,
I carry all
these an' more
ask me,
the King of
"NEEDFUL THING'S",
(he thinks....)
these.
But the inside is out &
the ouside is in.
Physic's'call'trap!
I store more overhead than below the seats
or even in my lap.
