trumpet

2009 July 5
by breathenoah

o, the beacon’s rise!
over and kissing my
sand and my surf,
you herald for all eyes
to hear with trumpets and cheer,
it’s a new day!
it’s a new day!
it’s a new day!

well sun, you can suck my Dick
Tracy, you fuckin’ woke me up!
peeking through the fuckin’ blinds,
when all i wanted to do was snore
away the dread of having to rise
to another pitiful day
of my life.

now stick your trumpet up your ass.

5 Responses leave one →
  1. 2009 July 6

    He he. I love the fuck-off-ness of it all, and the surprise when you go from heralding the day to cursing it.

  2. 2009 July 6

    Haha, that is very clever and very funny.

  3. 2009 July 6

    It’s based on my favourite John Donne piece. It’s “The Sun Rising”, but sunny side up. ;)

  4. 2009 July 10

    The walls of my room are still resonating with the sound of my laugh…

  5. 2009 July 15

    Wow, such flippant fervor…I like that in a man…:)

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