Friday, September 21, 2012

An avante poem from within the MRI.

MRI

soft, white.
sweet voice over a latin beat.
  Krall
Hannibal and the bulbous sensor.
Rollin', roll in, rollin'.
  Krall
Welcome my son. To the machine. 
Caged in with Lou. Metal Machine Music.
  Krall.
Batta baat baat! 
Full Metal Jacket.
  Krall.
A blue tooth chicken clucks at my feet.
  Krall?
Symmetry, A. Low
freqs run amok.
  Krall.
Reverb.
What would Lasse do?
  Krall.
Check your image.
Paint it black.

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