poem2

fff fff fff
are the thongs on the concrete

shhh shhh shhh
are the brooms on the roadside

Dead thong in the delta
dry rice in the dirt

and when all the people turn to dust
who will sweep up?

We have been looking for the poem factory.
The cyclo drivers say they know where it is,
but we never actually get there.

Pleasant enough chaps,
but
a little too desperate for comfort.


		fff fff fff are the thongs on the concrete shhh shhh shhh are the brooms on the roadside Dead thong in the delta dry rice in the dirt and when all the people turn to dust who will sweep up?

		We have been looking for the poem factory. The cyclo drivers say they know where it is, but we never actually get there. Pleasant enough chaps, but a little too desperate for comfort.