Inspired by Bjork: “An army of me met me at the door”

An army of me met me at the door

and kicked me in the balls

so hard they rolled off my tongue

like ben wa balls and dropped

like a teenager’s waking up one morning

with a sticky surprise

An army of me met me at the door

and laughed in my face

until i had to laugh right along with me

ha ha ha, roll on the floor, jackass

and look at the teenager you became

30 years after it was hip

An army of me met me at the door

and came in for a scotch

he had it neat, i had it messy

with ice that melted

into a puddle deep enough

for me to go on a little swim

An army of me met me at the door

and we decided to hang out a bit

turns out he was good company

and so we decided to become one

and just get on with it:

the rescue squad is exhausted.

One thought on “Inspired by Bjork: “An army of me met me at the door”

  1. Pingback: Inspired by Bjork: “An army of me met me at the door” – The Militant Negro™

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