Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

chitter-chitter hop-hop
get a load of that nut
chit-hop
that ain't no peanut
a filbert? no
i always confuse filberts with acorns
chit-hop n'scurry
and acorns suck - i'll eat them
don't get me wrong, but
it is not my nut of choice
hey rudy!
you ever see a nut like this before
hop-hop chitter-chit
looks like a brazil nut to me
brazil nut good
hey!
give me back that nut!!
chit-fuck hop-hop
chit-chit!

Imaginative poem.

chit-chit!

I can't help myself,
they are so crunchy

with a
chit-chit here
and a oink oink there

I miss the pigeons at Alamo plaza since I lost my job on the bus
you never saw a more beat looking bunch of pigeons in your life

wayward and forlorn - urban birds have it rough

“Poo-tee-weet?”

I miss the city.

irony

i thought i missed the city too - but it was a city of the mind. a construct of memory and emotional imprints. it's a ghost town.