Austin Would Could Should Knock Out Punch
Muted silence
says one be still
knocks knot nothing
Does something
stays ever more blight,
so slight
Seers insight
everything mime
blind future flight
Existence alone composts
becomes futile
lone thing.
Wood rings petrified
heat strokes now bakes
20 plus One bark year
June esteem
solemn solstice
baking Texas 21 crisp toast
Winters freeze bite
20 – 20 blizzard
lost electricity grid
bye gone now
Spring storming
flask flash floods
drenching All Austin –
Weird,
I would have done that -
in Austin last year
before dire gentrification
Eye to I
MAYbe could then
fostered forth
South Austonian germination
Should naught the solstice
bell weathered rein
to be as-thunder verse
Oh knock
knock out bee hollow
vile promoters detach detract
Austin’s Dream.
Say Nay
say neigh -
headless void poet
as Texas bleaches
sunshine lisp lips
Investors condominiums surround
The Broken Spoke
Saxon Pub
music venues
What if
what if -
Would Could Should Austin
could keep its UniQue character
Or wilt Camelot
be a-gain sleigh slain stained
amid Dead Poet Wordsworth
musician pain
Would Could Should
dye pyre of Austin
concrete crematoriums
support Austin’s HeART
Say Nay
say neigh –
as Texas toasts new breeds,
who boast
headless bound skyscrapers
Roasts
Austin Would Could Should
Knock Out Punch
HeArtMosphere Poet
Austin Would Could Should Knock
Muted silence, says one be still, knocks knot nothing
Does something, stays ever more blight, so slight
Seers insight, everything mime, blind future flight
Existence alone composts, becomes futile lone thing.
Wood rings petrified, heat strokes now bakes, 20 plus One bark year
June esteem, solemn solstice, baking Texas 21 crisp toast
Winters freeze bite 20 – 20 blizzard, lost electricity grid, bye gone now
Spring storming flask flash floods drenching All Austin – Weird,
I would have done that - in Austin last year, before dire gentrification
Eye to I, MAYbe could then fostered forth, South Austonian germination
Should naught the solstice bell weathered rein, to be as-thunder verse
Oh knock, knock out bee hollow, vile promoters detach detract Austin’s Dream.
Say Nay, say neigh - headless void poet, as Texas bleaches, sunshine lisp lips
Investors condominiums surround, The Broken Spoke, Saxon Pub music venues
What if, what if - Would Could Should Austin could keep its UniQue character
Or wilt Camelot be a-gain sleigh slain stained, amid Dead Poet Wordsworth musician pain
Would Could Should dye pyre of Austin concrete crematoriums support Austin’s HeART
Say Nay, say neigh – as Texas toasts new breeds, who boast headless bound skyscrapers
Roasts
Austin’s Would Could Should Knock Out Punch
HeArtMosphere Poet
Austin certainly is weird. An enclave of liberalism in a sea of reaction-ism where the lyrics don't matter for a country song, only the performance, the clothes and the country twang that gets the girls/boys all riled up on the two-step dance floor.
And speaking of dance. Singers these days do not have to sing or even have good lyrics, all they have to do is costume up and dance wildly with lots of backup dancers doing the same and suddenly, they have a hit on all the video feeds. It's making me as sick as watching old Broadway song and dance shows.
Ron