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Naked Breakfast
It helps to have seen the movie "Naked Lunch", based on William Burroughs' novel, in understanding this effort. Even then it might not make much sense. But give it a shot. It was fun to write.
Those nightmares just darted away
Tried to corner them but no such luck
Something about dragging my ass over fences
The chain links chiming
Blowing my cover as the cops close in
Bummer, yeah, but just another red dream
So, peeling back the sheets, and up
My back reminding me of surgeries past
Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving
Next finding some passage through this "convenience" dive
Trying to ignore the PC flipping on
Manifesting signs of insect life, the usual delirium
And its morning nag about looming deadlines
The ones already past oh so long ago
Due to the usage of my controlled substances
The bug powder I peddle in the trade
Cut with baby talc, but does the job
Whipping demons until they hemorrhage
Have to re-up later, that painful process
Just enough to allow me and Babe to contemplate some fun
The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded
Just our way of staying true
But the thought goes up in the smoke
Gathering when desperate times require starvation measures
When even product placement appears a viable option
Never mind all those screams of "sell out!"
All those accusations of cowardice and treachery
Heard over a bowl of whole wheat flakes
The Breakfast of Champions.
Those nightmares just darted away
Tried to corner them but no such luck
Something about dragging my ass over fences
The chain links chiming
Blowing my cover as the cops close in
Bummer, yeah, but just another red dream
So, peeling back the sheets, and up
My back reminding me of surgeries past
Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving
Next finding some passage through this "convenience" dive
Trying to ignore the PC flipping on
Manifesting signs of insect life, the usual delirium
And its morning nag about looming deadlines
The ones already past oh so long ago
Due to the usage of my controlled substances
The bug powder I peddle in the trade
Cut with baby talc, but does the job
Whipping demons until they hemorrhage
Have to re-up later, that painful process
Just enough to allow me and Babe to contemplate some fun
The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded
Just our way of staying true
But the thought goes up in the smoke
Gathering when desperate times require starvation measures
When even product placement appears a viable option
Never mind all those screams of "sell out!"
All those accusations of cowardice and treachery
Heard over a bowl of whole wheat flakes
The Breakfast of Champions.
Published 7th Mar 2015
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Anonymous
8th Mar 2015 2:12am
ok, crow. this is the second time i'm reading this. and i'm still trying to figure out the best way to comment. so how about i just tell you the parts that i think are kick ass? :)
"Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving
Next finding some passage through this "convenience" dive
Trying to ignore the PC flipping on
Manifesting signs of insect life, the usual delirium "
great images here
"Whipping demons until they hemorrhage
Have to re-up later, that painful process
Just enough to allow me and Babe to contemplate some fun
The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded"
i want to whip some fucking demons until they hemorrhage!
"All those accusations of cowardice and treachery
Heard over a bowl of whole wheat flakes
The Breakfast of Champions."
the best way to deal with accusations are with a healthy breakfast!
"Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving
Next finding some passage through this "convenience" dive
Trying to ignore the PC flipping on
Manifesting signs of insect life, the usual delirium "
great images here
"Whipping demons until they hemorrhage
Have to re-up later, that painful process
Just enough to allow me and Babe to contemplate some fun
The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded"
i want to whip some fucking demons until they hemorrhage!
"All those accusations of cowardice and treachery
Heard over a bowl of whole wheat flakes
The Breakfast of Champions."
the best way to deal with accusations are with a healthy breakfast!
Thanks so much for giving this a careful look, Minerva. I always respect your opinion. You're one of the best poets on the site. And you have great taste in bourbon and coffee!
Anonymous
8th Mar 2015 2:52am
i admit to not knowing the mentioned movie.
with that said, and after a third read....
this feels like waking up and popping another type of pill/drug or lighting up a joint. slightly paranoid and angry.
with that said, and after a third read....
this feels like waking up and popping another type of pill/drug or lighting up a joint. slightly paranoid and angry.
8th Mar 2015 3:19am
It goes into full blown delirium in the movie and Burroughs' work. "Naked Lunch," the film, features a writer protagonist who has a day job selling insecticide, the bug powder, to which he becomes addicted. His faithful typewriter turns into a mutant insect, kind of a distraction when he's trying to write. He plays The William Tell Game with his girlfriend and puts a bullet in her head. And that's just the beginning. Both the film and novel deal with extreme drug addiction and creative insanity. They make "Naked Breakfast" look like family entertainment.
8th Mar 2015 5:55pm
Wow Crow what a testament! I love the way you twist your words and the imagery is fantastic, sorry about the actual feelings going into this but I get it!! Great heartfelt write!
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Zazzles xoxox
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8th Mar 2015 9:00pm
Thanks Jackie. I kind of filtered my feelings through images in the movie. My laptop has yet to mutate.
crow, i read this yesterday & just had to let it settle before returning with some semblance of a comment...
... this reads like you've spared sentiment & your usual [almost] whimsical approach to darker subject matter. loved!!!
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"The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded"
&
"Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving"
*
sheer fucking brilliance [pardon my french, cher]. this is by far my favourite piece by you. gritty, dirty & so well written, i can practically smell the cocaine
i shall now go curb my enthusiasm
... this reads like you've spared sentiment & your usual [almost] whimsical approach to darker subject matter. loved!!!
*
"The William Tell Game, our aim being a lie
But that 38 we take pride in keeping fully loaded"
&
"Find myself in the bathroom for a shower and void
Then scraping off my face
The razor dull, my reflection unforgiving"
*
sheer fucking brilliance [pardon my french, cher]. this is by far my favourite piece by you. gritty, dirty & so well written, i can practically smell the cocaine
i shall now go curb my enthusiasm
Thanks, Katja. There are a few parts of this that were in the movie. The William Tell Game, for example. But I did take plenty of liberties of my own. So I guess it's semi-original. I appreciate your enthusiasm.
22nd Mar 2015 10:26am
