Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Potentiality Batter

Leafy Lad looks over, finds
a pamphlet on a coffee table,
labeled “Profound Inspiration”
The first page reads: “The road
to roadliness is self-persevering,
paved with self perseverance in
its most solid form!”
The next page reads:
“Girl, you know Imma gon'
do all kindsa nasty things 2ya
once I get outta dis jail” (learn
to profit from this), a footnote reads.
the next pages aren't real, the back
cover isn't of much help either,
it's just covered with ad copy
for the Jet Fuel IceCream diet.
Noticing the clamminess of the paper
L. Lad tries to shake his hands of the thing,
only to find fins on the end of his arms. Seven months
later, after the surgery, L. Lad asks if he will still
be able to type. The IV stand bends over and adjusts its
bow tie, says: “DON'T TRY TO TRICK ME WITH THAT GOD DAMN
'I COULDN'T BEFORE' PIANO-WHATEVER FUCK JOKE, YOU
MONGOLOID.” Panting, it laughs, damn uncomfortably,
then rephrases: “Haha, just kidding. But seriously, please
don't make that joke, I've heard it like, 50 times today.”

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