poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2008


How can I sink
Down the kitchen sink
My thoughts are a mumbojumbo
I can't I can't think

I just stutstutstutstutter
And filled is my bladder
All words that come out of me
Are just endless blabber

And I talk so much
I reveal myself
It doesn't feel like this is me
It feels like I am someone else

How low have a sunk?
Well I ever get up?
I'm so drunk I'm so drunk
But I don't give a funk