Mickie Most

I came down with a case of the blues

and passed out millennial illness

to the millions.

Some guy on a bubble

points to a chart and calls it golden.

Lead us to the incision and let us in.

What?

You'd tell me I'm in the wrong

when I tell you the truth.

You wouldn't believe me

even when I lie.

They bottled up my vision.

It's in your prescription.

In the slaughterhouse

they shit in the mouth of the cattle

and call it meat.

Ha ha, said the clown.

Is it bringing you down?

Is the night being tight on romance??

Let me take you to the movies for the blind

projected in braille across a belt sander.

They'll rub your face in it

and you'll come back for more

until someone sweeps up

the broken teeth and hair.