Monday, April 14, 2014

not until we ban bass

a bad mo-motherfucker
at five in the AM,
bouncing
along in the parking lot
to a beat overturned
in the air,
punching everyone awake.
make no mistake
at how little of a fuck he gives
for the sleepy slumber
the neighbors are enjoying.
maybe someday he'll grow up to
understand
that some people
like a little peace
when they're resting.
he won't rest 'till he's dead,
this simple man bouncing along
with the beat,
punching that music
at five in the morning
making everyone wish he were.

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