Everyone’s a fucking poet
An amateur psychologist
Or a professional bloody guru
They’re all into yoga
Or ayurvedic massage
Or goddamn fucking voodoo
All my friends are shrinks
Or go to shrinks
Or think they should
Am I the only one who is
Traditionally, boringly
Prosaically misunderstood?
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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A fat-thighed man shouldn't wear checked trousers.
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