my only parade
the people who stand there in the rain
seem like aliens to me
because they are the same ones
who will ordinarily run through a thunder storm
seeking shelter
to get out of this kind of weather
but there they are with umbrellas
and garbage bag clothing
taking pictures and smiling their sunday asses off
well-meaning fools looking to be entertained
while i drink beer and eat grilled cheese inside a bar
easily amused masses
watching water-logged majorettes and horses give them a show
clapping and bobbing as fleets of fireman and cops
walk down the saturated streets saluting
as city council people come crawling down avenues
waving miniature american flags like vote pledges
in slick muscle cars from fifty years ago
christ, it seems so idiotic to waste one’s time this way
i went to a parade years ago
my only parade
a st. patrick’s day parade in pittsburgh
and i got in the head with a green bagel
thrown by none other than ronald mcdonald
hell, bagels aren’t even on the menu at mcdonald’s
that about did it for me
i figure people walk
up and down the streets here every day
derelicts walk into traffic with their pants down all of the
time
and the cops and the fireman
are always racing after one disaster or another
but no one stands and watches any of this shit
except for me
my own parade of the damned
any time that i want it
only i’ll give these people the majorettes and the horses
now that
that you just don’t see every day
unless you live in disneyland.
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