The Breakfast Tales
Before flannel and Doc Martens
there was Aqua Net and eyeliner,
acid wash and neon. A simpler time,
where you could pull on an elephant’s trunk
to light the world, or turn off
light forever. A gun would expand
your social group and you would understand
that your parents were true
evil, that you were all the same, and still
wouldn’t be friends on Monday.
Before flannel and Doc Martens
there was Aqua Net and eyeliner,
acid wash and neon. A simpler time,
where you could pull on an elephant’s trunk
to light the world, or turn off
light forever. A gun would expand
your social group and you would understand
that your parents were true
evil, that you were all the same, and still
wouldn’t be friends on Monday.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson