Envoi - Absynthe Minded

My verses stand gawping a bit

I never get used to this

They lived here long enough

(Enough!)

I send them out of the house

I don’t wanna wait

Until their toes are cold

(Enough!)

I wanna hear the humming of the sun

Or that of my heart

Hardening

(Enough!)

They don’t screw classically

They babble commonly

And bluster nobly

(Enough! Enough!)

In winter their lips leap

In spring they lie flat at the first warmth

They ruin my summer

And in autumn it’s girls and a broken heart

For another twelve lines on this sheet

I’ll hold my hand over their head

And then I’ll kick them out

(Enough!)

Go and pester elsewhere, one-cent rhymes

Find somebody who cares

(Enough!)

Go now on your high feet

This is where the graves laugh

When they see their guests

(Enough!)

One corpse on top of the other

Go now and stagger to her

Whom I do not know

(Enough! Enough!)