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Scatter Splatter

Patrick Hurley

Schizophrenic proverb
love has hate written all over it.
The news of the day is
the war is all over
and arms sales are up
a big profit in prosthetics
Kitty kat outside my widow
roaring into the night
loud
it out cries the crickets
and frogs
And nature itself is
drowned out by the
Hummmm of my wind machine fan
Pushing and pushing those
molecules of air around
pushing and pushing
With the sound of an aeroplane’s
propeller
Flying like birds or
dragonflies fly, high in the air
with no one there to steer
just roaring into the night
with a payload of weapons
gonna make the news today
National and International
Everyone will see it
every 30 minutes
I killed them all
I killed everyone
all at once
now roll those cameras
And the police beat me
after they killed the kat
in my front yard
It posed a threat
It was in the way of
the Wheels Of Justice
so they say
Then I told them
You’ll never take me alive,
The war is over
and I have stock in prosthetics
and I demand justice
and you’d better read me my
rights before, and during, my
beating, please let me sign something
important, after my fingers are broken
By the way cop
don’t trip over the fan cord.
Hay, leave this noose
around my neck
I don’t care if it is the flag
It should symbolize my freedom
to hang myself with it.
What do you mean I’m on drugs
I am not
I’m a decent American Citizen
I pay my taxes
I watch the news
and all the hip sitcoms
and of course all those
persuasive commercials in between
I don’t need drugs
not when I have this great
entertainment
What you mean I’m not making sense
Of course I’m not making sense
you don’t want me to make sense
Ignorance is bliss
and this is a
schizophrenic proverb.



Used by permission of the author and Water of Life Press. First published in Pull Tabs and Other Things to Stick Your Fingers Through E 2001 by Patrick A Hurley, a Water of Life Press publication.

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