a poem of length and complexities)

Rub rub rub

Rub your stinking butt

All over this fucking dirty hill

Now laugh

And pray to the Charles Mountain

Rub rub rub

Rub your smelly ass

Into the stupid rocks

Now look

Look what you've done

You must be out of your mind

Run run run

Run your wretched hands

Along the branches of a tree

How wrong

Nature made you suffer

Dew drop oyster barrel

Dollar face monk cutlery

Trudging,

Brownie pan,

Charles,

Mountain,

The famous alchemy

Distraught highway disdain

With celery

I have always loved you

Commonplace

War trophy, a mending

A birth in a shoe

And a tongue to clean it.

Saturday

Saturday is a day to worship

And shit upon the rocks

On Charle's mountain

On Charles Mountain