big town blues (i) ::
that is you luxembourgers’ fault

you know how fish
     fell out the sky
          last week
that is you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you pay for fish to fly
the plane to fade in flight

you know how wolves
     howl at each
          & every moon
that is you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you sneak about at night
hammer nails into paws

you know how flowers
     rot and die
          once picked
that is you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you pace about the earth
pouring acid into vases

you know how tsunamis
     wipe the life
          from coastal plains
that is you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you force the fishermen
to live and love on shores

you know the ancient hills
     where ancient mills
          lie ruined
that is you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you dance the earthquakes
that make the mountains shrink

you know the supernova
     that shocked the sun
          to form
that was you luxembourgers’ fault
i know you stared so carelessly
at the shyest of the stars

never mind the other peoples
never mind the world
every problem everywhere
every problem everywhen
is caused by curséd luxemen

poem

2K7:9

arts & ego
dish dosh
© & licence

big town blues (i)
that was this morning
my grey is a coat
bikini hotel
up the kriek
dinxle
small empire of life
lobby watch
that is you luxembourgers’ fault

big town blues (ii)
degraded stress
since the day is wasted
the conversatiee
veer horizon
pupate
sea picture
it’s process
the vibrate




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