HOW’S ABOUT YOU?
The only headache that I’ve got right now is you…
You smash your thoughts into my brain
It’s rainin’ thoughts of sorts I can’t control
Inside my swede, my padded cell was never like this hell
Well every time I hear you yell it wakes me from the coma and
the coffee cup aroma of your breath makes me wanna puke all over you
what can I do?
The only headache that I’ve got right now is you…
Alchemy would be fine for turning water into wine
And every time that I write something new, you steal the tune
You play it on your radio, and I don’t know which way to go
It’s tough being a genius they tell me but hell what do they know?
Don’t call me – ’cos I won’t come running, baby I’ve got better things to do
How’s about you?
The only headache that I’ve got right now is you…
You’re a pain in my Jackson Pollack’s and beyond
There ain’t no magic stick that I can wand – please tell me that
you’re leaving in the morning, ‘cos another day like this is much too much
and such an’ such and all those clichés that you proffer like the trooper
that they all think you are. Why don’t you disappear and make me happy?
Which way to go?
The only headache that I’ve got right now is you…
You force me to surrender my best line, time after time.
And just when I think you’re leaving, you deceive me once again.
You twist everything I say, tie me in knots, lock me up and throw the key away.
And even if I think I’m doing fine you bug me and you mug me over.
So now’s the time, your chance to cheapskate sour grapes and make fine wine.
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me thinks you had better stick to the morning grape and leave the vino with your neighbor.
ReplyDeleteSingin' along!
ReplyDeleteWow - that's a lot of frustration!
ReplyDeletein vino veritas...
ReplyDeleteor...
exchange sour grapes for the milk of human kindness - a much tastier drink...
Beer Chang can put 'people' in that kind of mood.
ReplyDeleteI can hear someone singing this to electric guitar riffs and great drums. Good post!
ReplyDeletePunchy piece - great rhythm. My favourite bit - 'you're a pain in my Jackson Pollack's...'!!
ReplyDeleteHi Changnoi, so can your Aunty Nicola!!
ReplyDeleteDelightfully rhythmic!
ReplyDeletethaz very near to bukowski's rhyming...
ReplyDeleteYelling is definitely not alchemy. Your words always entertain me. I do wonder what prompted this imaginative piece besides the prompt!
ReplyDeleteNo blog connected to Google. I'm still at
http://SoulCrayons.typepad.com
-Gel
Hiya Gel, you sussed me out, I was writing with a friend about stress, she wrote a brilliant poem that she's having published elsewhere, and I wrote this piece about her and loosely combined it with the prompt.
ReplyDeleteVery enjoyable read!!
ReplyDeletefeels like a song to me ... a melody ran through my head as I read this! excellent :)
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