Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Wobbly times number 166
“I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.”
― Dylan Thomas
― Dylan Thomas
D'EUX MES EN
PAD
As we
stand here
in our
bondage
making small talk
at the
party
a festival
of monogamous families
shining
faces cover anguish
temptation
desire
our
secrets
Our
private property is at the same time
for some
time
our mortgage
a promissory
note
based in
near life terms worth of
our sold
labour time
As we
dance here
musically
free
discussing
philosophy
making
love
living
our time
the way
we want to
the
landlord inspection
will
happen
Landlords
are like the irremediable tragedy
of death
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