top of page
Search
Writer's pictureYeof

Poem #29 ~ Rewrite

29. (1-24-20, Lewiston High School) Rewrite (this is the result of me changing word-for-word the lyrics to No Surprises by Radiohead)


A blood-pumping organ stacked high like a dump

Toiling on and on to a creeping, dark death

Body busted, black and blue eternal

Your face appears so restless, so glum

Lead the rat-a-tat-tat against against the fat, fat cat

They’ve never quite meowed our tune

I’d rather live a silent existence

Hand to hand in solidarity, donning a safety mask


No pang of wake-up sirens and no sudden scares

Without wake-up sirens and sudden scares

Without wake-up sirens and sudden scares

Void of sound, void of sound


Here is my last convulsion

My last aching abdominal pain


A tremendously gorgeous abode

A tremendously gorgeous crop collection


Without wake-up sirens and sudden scares

Without wake-up sirens and sudden scares

Without wake-up sirens and sudden scares


2 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Silver Sky Sailor (poem; 11/17/2024)

High in the billowing winds of night,  the full Moon shone his silver light  upon spectral sailors treading along to’rds the radiant kiss...

Backwards Driving (11/15/2024)

I drove backwards, tonight. No, damnit, not in reverse, nor in the wrong lane. Due to unnatural circumstances of TarNation, my routes...

~On Death & Doing~

~The major concern of life is death. I’d say the main goal of essentially all philosophy is to understand & reconcile with the innate...

Comments


Post: Blog2_Post
bottom of page