FOR BUDDY OVER THERE


Gesturing wildly you
scream at the
bricks and you
foam at the
jowls over
mere politics and
when nobody listens you
still don't subside and
go blithering
on sweeping 
bottles aside and
with tongue flashing
blindly you
play to the 
lights and
your bullshit ascends to
astounding new
heights and
you finishes
off with a
slick pirouette but
you slip off the
bar and there 
isn't a






              net.      



(Mike O'Brien)