Carlos, keep calm, love -
Is what you're seeing now
today a kiss, tomorrow no kiss -
Day after tomorrow's Sunday
and nobody knows what will happen Monday.
It's useless to resist
or commit suicide -
don't kill yourself. Don't kill yourself!
Keep all of yourself for the nuptials
coming nobody knows when,
that is if they ever come.
Love, Carlos, tellurian,
spent the night with you
and now your insides are raisins,
an ineffable racket,
prayers,
victrolas,
saints crossing themselves,
ads for better soap,
a racket of which nobody
knows the why or where for.
In the meantime go on your way,
vertical, melancholy. You're the palm tree,
you're the cry
nodody heard in the theatre
and all the light: went out.
Love in the dark, no: Love
in the daylight is always sad -
sad, Carlos my boy.
But tell it to nobody
nobody knows or shall know.
The Saints are NOT in the "wild card" playoffs, nor are they the wild card team in the playoffs--they won the NFC south! Wild card selections enter the playoffs based on their record, but they are not the division winners.
Posted by: drr | 02/01/2007 at 16:50
Tell it to the very wild man who I hear was posting all these fliers around Austin ...
Posted by: EAU | 04/01/2007 at 14:22
GO SAINTS!
Posted by: EAU | 04/01/2007 at 14:22
Disabled Child's Parents Defend Growth-Retarding Therapy
Posted by: azaka | 05/01/2007 at 20:22
hee hee haw
Posted by: EAU | 06/01/2007 at 14:30
not that it's funny y'all! but it is funny here. GO SAINTS!
Posted by: EAU | 06/01/2007 at 14:31
oh IT'S FUNNY.
Posted by: D. Shite. | 09/01/2007 at 17:49