Can’t open up

‘Til I’m inside out

I know you got my skin

C’mon help me on out

Electric anemone

I eat my own particles

A thousand ideas for

Ocean floor articles

Houdini slash a priest

C’mon float me on out

Chamber fills with water

I’m a creature filled with doubt

Sticker anemone

Crawler on the glass

In a diving bell prison

Say your underwater mass

Know my secret combination

But I’m on the inside

Can’t dial a lock

From the other side

Anemone inside 

Ocean floor dive

I used to be dead and

Now I’m just alive


(A Footnote:  The doggerel form of these verses was inspired by Kurt Cobain’s writing for Incesticide and In Utero.  I began writing punk verses in this form in 2010, and recorded them in notebooks dating 2010-2011.  Now I am adding to this collection of verses, and posting the new work here.  The work is dedicated to Thom Hunt.)


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