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Bongos

Stop with your petulance
my well mannered egg sits half cracked
on my back lawn while they keep on
criticizing your objections to their
half hearted tarrying and blushing
at the thought somehow maybe we abandoned
what they were born to do.

Turn down the frequency of your visits
if your parents interfere, this type of
aliasing isn't new and you'll probably
enjoy the freedom of being lost in the throng
of wearing something ostentatious to their
sensibilities but insignificant to those
who have none.

Maybe when the shadows cast wane and
you watch them approach disappearance
then Neurath's boat will carry you
or some other traveller will let you
hitch a ride until you find your next
stopover

But while you backseat row and tell
your captain how you need to stop
and piss or that you can't stand the
waves and curves aboard and how the sun
is burning your skin maybe stop to think
how I can moralize you and rationally
convince you to shut up

Brass