Monday, March 10, 2008

fried rice with edible stinking beans




i'm hungry, she said

to the chinese restaurant, you said


get the waitress, i said

see that picture?

tao ming se's?


no, moron. that one, she said

get your face closer to it, he said

you'll see surfers in bondi beach

screwing and laughing at gods or whatever

i can't see a fuckin thing, she said

that's because you just cut your hair i said




it's probably the beer, the waiter said

or the words on the pool table

perhaps raindrops

on mr. wong's

tops




let's eat, he said

and watch the gods get laid,


i

prayed








-forMarch10,2008-

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