birthday blues / pianissimo and languendo / 8.22.
Damn. was it birthday time already?
my son!.. mea culpa! mea maxima culpa!
sure, I can be faulted, but in my defense
time zips along without hand-written notifications.
and wouldn't you know that on your special day
the orange-tinted lunatic was threatening the airwaves,
Los Angeles was under fire and needed a drink,
Afghanistan was a bloody, dusty mess, (unlike last year,
you know, all grassy, fragrant and cheerful)
and I hear through the grapevine that republican
knuckleheads were scheming an initiative to pollute
the atmosphere of Venus!
what a whacky buncha cocoanuts. I mean,
the place is pretty much screwed as it is, right?
well, what's left for me to say?.. guilty!
#birthday #piano #languendo #pizza
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