Wednesday, February 20, 2008

It rhymes with Brit...

Did you see it? Did you? Well done Take That and you Arctic Monkeys and you Osbournes. And how nice that Sah Paul McCartney still had the energy to perform given all of his recent divorce shenanigans. Charles Bukowski says it all...

This

self-congratulatory nonsense as the
famous gather to applaud their seeming
greatness
you
wonder where
the real ones are
what
giant cave
hides them
as
the deathly talentless
bow to
accolades
as
the fools are
fooled
again
you
wonder where
the real ones are
if there are
real ones.

this self-congratulatory nonsense
has lasted
decades
and
with some exceptions
centuries.

this
is so dreary
is so absolutely pitiless
it
churns the gut to
powder
shackles hope
it
makes little things
like
pulling up a shade
or
putting on your shoes
or
walking out on the street
more difficult
near
damnable
as
the famous gather to
applaud their
seeming
greatness
as
the fools are
fooled
again
humanity
you sick
motherfucker.

3 comments:

Benjamin said...

I missed the Brits. Came here for all the celeb gossip. That's a mighty good poem, really, isn't it?

Dave W said...

It's one of those "I wish I'd written that" pieces of work, eh?

Benjamin said...

Yeah, it is.