Gimme the unusual

I’ll take a drop of the tropical 

pinch of the atonal 

stirred with a time signature 

that remains unknowable 

 

gimme a shot of the unusual

send it over quick 

I’ve had enough of the banal 

to last me many years

 

One more narrative 

without a thread

several cut up 

fifties experiments 

 

a whole tale dictated 

by a pink monkey in pants 

a teenager uncertain 

if they’ll survive themselves 

 

give me more of the unusual 

before I go to bed 

as I’m not convinced 

I got any desire left

 

the one with the stutter 

and the bad teeth

smoking cigarettes 

in twenty thirty-three

 

fallen model 

disgraced debonair 

dame with the eye patch

and seven inch scar

 

we don’t get along

she’s been knocking me off

a little at a time 

what’s the rush?

 

another shot of the usual

you know I like it raw 

anything too neat 

just don’t cut it all