CONFESSIONS (For performance, I guess)
My left shoulder, the fine line now nearly imperceptible. My right, ha, it’s just a torn rotator cuff!
LET ME BEGIN
Hear me hear me hear me!
Believe me believe me believe me!
Bam bam! bam!
I think
because I can
Bam bam bam
My brother’s dead
he caught the shoulder
not mine
Bam bam bam
Tumbling tumbling
tumbleweed
Bam bam bam
I cry
Because I can
Bam bam bam
I write
Because I can
Bam bam bam.
Listen.
- The result has been firkin amazing! Socket and ball newly made, turned upside down. Terrific.