Posts Tagged ‘funky’

moonbeam

Shine me a moon beam
Paint me a galaxy
Rend me a portion
Beat me a funky improvisation
Dance me a dinosaur bone
Frenzy me a psychotic break
Rumble me a raucous riot
Preach me a madrigal
Sing me a symphony
Smash me a statue
Crinkle me a carpet
Fondle me a fondue
Confess me a soliloquy
You’re starting to bother me
Get out of my head

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Yolandi

Posted: February 7, 2017 in poetry
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Oh Yolandi

You so funky

In your yellow dress eyes totally black with contacts

Rapping to the fucked up techno techno techno beats

Teasing the boys with your knowing fuckability

Like a pornographic pixie, cheeky and freaky

I hear your angry helium voice in my brain

Oh Yolandi

You so funky

purple

Henry ran out of whisky and switched to weed

An ounce bought from a slightly dodgy fellow poet

Henry’s mate, Captain Conehead, came over for a smoke

“Choppety Choppety Captain Conehead” said Henry

Captain Conehead chopped up a couple of buds with some white ox

Stinky buds, purple nurple, the ultimate high in the sky

 

Henry packed his pipe, lit and inhaled

A warm fuzzy numbness descended on his brain

Everything was funkier, more interesting, more amazing

He put on the Beatles and started to sink into his chair

This is a most excellent day Captain Conehead he said

For all Henry’s paranoia and raving insanity was resolved with a few cones

And for once, he didn’t feel alone

 

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Cones make patterns in my brain

Cones will never fuck your veins

Cones make music shimmer and sing

Cones make life a better thing

Cones make sex a funky thrill

Cones are much more fun than pills

Cones will clear up your depression

Cones will help your self-expression

Cones are crumbly, cones are green

Cones will never make you mean

Cones have brought me stoner friends

Cones will make your suffering end

ice-smoking

Empty light-bulb
Diamond blast clarity
Sky-rocketing head-rush
Crystal frenzy
Thick white smoke
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale
Exhale

Soaring forehead to sky white bliss
Angels kiss my beard above the clouds
Googly eyes popping
Feeling funky like a monkey
Feeling fried brain tai-dyed
Towering ego over clouds
Impervious to sleep
Impervious to hunger
Churning jaw
Too much fun
So against the law