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Click here(When I don’t write poetry) I dream of Elvis
When I don't write poetry
I dream of Elvis,
old fat Elvis with grease and glasses
shaking his velvet hips
at shrieking glamour addicts
as if it really meant something,
and I wonder:
Could I really delude a universe
into flashlight floods and
an illusion of ideal,
to make them believe
I never rose with morning wood,
got zapped out on Jeopardy marathon,
masturbated in the shower
or had to, as they say,
pass Elvis
now and then?
And then burst the bubble,
urban legend style...
When I don't write poetry
I dream a lot of crazy shit.
So what will I do now?
Write on? Trigger up for another round?
Or hail to the King?
And to think it all started with Elvis just wanting to make a record for his Mommie. Grotesque distortions made even more comical by this Poet's cleverness. Amusing!