These knobs won’t tweak themselves
To balance the noise
Balance the left ear and
Balance right ear
I’m a deer in the headphones
Trapped in equipoise
Downpour
Speed neath the overpass
Only one frame of silence
One moment of peace
Driving in a downpour
Speed neath the overpass
For a skosh of blessed respite
And desperate release
So, I plug my ears with
Wadded up tissues
But there’s car horns and crowd sounds
And random loud sounds
I’m a deer in the headphones
With sensory issues
Downpour
Speed neath the overpass
Only one frame of silence
One moment of peace
Driving in a downpour
Speed neath the overpass
For a skosh of blessed respite
And desperate release
Downpour
I'm a deer in the headphones
Trapped in equipoise
Downpour
I'm a deer in the headphones
With sensory issues
Victoria Gilbert - additional vocasls
Lauren London - additional vocals
Jeremy Wine - soxophone
Copyright 2024 Zach London
Lot 1
Charlamagne was the Emperor of France
Here’s the napkin where he jotted down the specs
In advance
Of his patent application
For a rocking chair that’s also a bidet
Day day day day day day day day
Opening bid starts at 19.3
Do I hear 20 K?
Hear 20 G?
Going once
Going twice
Going three times
Any advance on the price?
Paddles up Hammer down
Sold!
To the woman in the
Gold mask covering her
Whole face that she won’t
Expose no knows who she is
But she’s a regular
She’s a regular
Auction house
Lot 2
One cassette
Of Chopin’s 6th mazurka
Circa 1981
In a jet to Spokane
Where Jimmy Carter played it as his final presidential act
In a Walkman
You walk home with this artifact today-ay
Such distinguished provenance befitting
Discerning buyers
Hgh roller bidding
Opening bid starts at 19.3
Do I hear 20 K?
Hear 20 G?
Going once
Going twice
Going three times Any advance on the price?
Paddles up
Hammer down
Sold!
To the mustachioed esteemed
Colonel and his cream
Khakis and his team
From the puppet state regime
He’s a regular
He’s a regular
Auction house
Auction house
Lot 3
A clump of hair from a drain in Buckingham
Lot 4
A Fred Astaire monogrammed sonogram
Lot 5
A mammoth coccyx
Lot 6
Chopsticks used by Hemingway
Way way way way way way
Opening bid starts at 19.3
Do I hear 20 K?
Hear 20 G?
Going once
Going twice
Going three times
Any advance on the price?
Paddles up
Hammer down
To the tech mogul with a beta
Robotic arm and glasses that flash data
To the sexy assassin sisters
Whisper welcome to the
Auction house
Auction house
Auction house
Auction house
Lauren London - additional vocals
Scarlett London - additional vocals
Copyright 2024 Zach London
There once was a man
Who rode by the tracts
With the reins in his hand
And a Winchester on his back
And the hot sun shone
On the badge on his vest
And when he looked ahead
He only saw to The West
His name is Humphrey
The man with half his sight
You can trust this
When his Justins meet the dust
He’ll mete out justice
Just as long as it’s not somewhere to his right
His name is Humphrey
Humphrey
On the owl hoot trail
From LaSalle to Cheyenne
The Black Hat brigade
Got the drop on our man
But he roped them all in
Sure and swift
‘Cause the ambush they laid
Was off to his left
His name is Humphrey
The man with half his sight
You can trust this
When his Justins meet the dust
He’ll mete out justice
Just as long as it’s not somewhere to his right
His name is Humphrey
The man with half his sight
You can trust this
When his Justins meet the dust
He’ll mete out justice
Just as long as it’s not somewhere to his right
Humphrey
Steve Hankes - vocals
Jeff Kleiner - harmonica
Lauren London - vocals
Copyright 2024 Zach London
If I only write one line a day
It isn’t much at all
One line a day and in a month, I’ll have a hit
If I only lose one pound a month
It isn’t much at all
Just one pound a month and in a year my jeans will fit
The funny thing is
Unprick my fingers
They bleed in reverse
I know it seems wrong
But the thing is
The funny thing is
This family curse has a theme song
What are you studying?
Like, like now, or in general?
Either.
I’m double majoring in longitudinal systems and formatted studies.
We share a tiny orbit
It isn’t much at all
And we are nodes, the antipodes of the circumference of the heart
We spend each day in parallel play
And do not touch at all
And it’s both relief and tragedy when our planet’s blown apart
The funny thing is
Unprick my fingers
They bleed in reverse
I know it seems wrong
But the thing is
The funny thing is
This family curse has a theme song
The funny thing is
Unprick my fingers
They bleed in reverse
I know it seems wrong
But the thing is
The funny thing is
This family curse has a theme song
Lauren London - additional vocals
Nate Kurcz - additional vocals
Adam Martin - additional vocals
Copyright 2024 Zach London
