Tarántula
Roping off the mad man’s corner
green maggie of profanity slapstick & her cast of seven coats shining & fighting the milkmaids & high whining barndoor slam — heavens! & righteous 38-20 slightly built on the ball & chain & leashing the lawyer’s pigeon while the rock n roll lead guitar player does his mother’s violets & his thing in the middle of the bailiff’s workbench & green maggie pushing you into hotrod driver’s eyes & he’s lisping & he has no money to pay for his language & maggie’s not green & not funny & life gets unbearable but the orator is not the reporter & hanging around at the press room & shelling out to the day crew & merchants of venice & why be bothered with other people’s set ups? it only leads to torture/ why it’s incredible! the world is mad with justice
dear mayor wagner. has anybody
ever told you, you look like
james arness? i am writing to
say that you are my son’s idol,
could you please send your
schedule & repertoire to him, with
an autographed picture, at your
earliest convenience, he would
appreciate it kindly as that’s
all he does is play your records
& defend you to his friends,
i do hope it’s you that’s reading
this & not some secretary
thank you
wishfully
Willy Purple