Ballad in plain be flat

the feet were stuck between the petticoat & tom dick & harry rode by & they all screamed… her lips was so small & she had trenchmouth & when i saw what i had done, i guard my face/ the time is handled by some crazy cheerleader snob & sticking her tongue out, dropping a purple tostle cap, she mingles with a bus, caresses a bloody crucifix & is praying for her purse to be stolen up gunpowder alley! her name, Delia, she envies the block of chain & kingdom where the khaki thermometer kid, obviously a front man & getting a commission growling ‘she’ll drown you! split your eyes! put your mind where your mouth is! see it explode! just 65 & she dont mind dying!’ is bending over for scraps of food, fighting an epileptic fit & trying to keep dry in a typical Cincinnati weather… Claudette, the sandman’s pupil, wounded in her fifth year in the business & she’s only 15 & go ahead ask her what she thinks of married men & governors & shriner conventions go ahead ask her & Delia, who’s called Debra when she walks around in her nurse uniform, she casts off pure light in the cellar & has principles/ ask her for a paper favor & she gives you a geranium poem… chicago? the hogbutcher! meat-packer! whatever! who cares? it’s also like cleveland! like Cincinnati! i gave my love a cherry, sure you did. did she tell you how it tasted? what? you also gave her a chicken? fool! no wonder you want to start a revolution

look, i dont care what your daddy

says. j. edgar hoover is just not that

good a guy. like he must have

information on every person inside the

white house that if the public knew

about, could destroy those people/

if any of the knowledge that he’s

got ever got out, are you kidding,

the whole country would probably

quit their jobs & revolt, he aint never

gonna lose his job. he will resign with

honor, you just wait & see… cant you figure

out all this commie business for yourself?

you know, like how long can car thieves

terrify the nation? gotta go. there’s a

fire engine chasing me. see you when i get

my degree, i’m going crazy without you.

cant see enough movies

your crippled lover,

benjamin turtle