Wet Whistle

When a dog runs at you, whistle for him. - Thoreau

tell me your bold, silly putty secrets

whisper your brazen, unkosher lies

take me air surfing on faux, red skies

we know today

tomorrow is a surprise

whilst angels throw gutter balls, pass me some of your cold, leftover french fries

as a forked time lies down and cries

whilst truth weeps and eternity dies

clutching a frayed, ketchup blanket

the best way to get rid of a weed is to grab and yank it

Author's Note

"If the engine whistles, let it whistle till it is hoarse for its pains. If the bell rings, why should we run? We will consider what kind of music they are like." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i pretty much stopped going to Micky Dees ... i can feel the angst in this and really like how open it's interpretation can be ... it's a sad sad sad world isn't it Pete .. great music choice .. thoroughly enjoyed listening to ol' Gregg and band ... wonderful sax solo says i .. your poem is so sad
E.

[Pete]

the older i get the less desirable micky dees becomes. i can't tell you the last time i ate there. this world is so messed up i want to go live in a shack in the woods near some clean water as my muse did about 150 years ago. you get tired of hearing about the same problems and new problems all the time. i absolutely love the performance of this song. the sax and guitar solos are aces. love the bass line throughout too. thanks for the good share e. keep cool.