Matt Morris
After Eleanor Rigby
vladimir putin
wrestled a bear at
the church where pussy
riot once played so
badly the cops came
& took them away
to make lingerie
braille books ikea
nuclear missiles
with sophisticated
guidance systems &
artisanal cheese
in siberian
slave labor camps if
you can believe main-
stream reports which you
can’t for instance it
wasn’t a bear but
a tiger putin
pinned to the pulpit
two out of three falls
it’s not that I feel
zero sympathy
playing in a band
once myself I know
having a moscow
mule flung in my face
following our balls
out rendition of
the aforementioned
titular tune that
there’s no accounting
for taste as kant says
more eruditely
than I could ever
hope to & I can’t
begin to tell you
how fucked up it is
in the usa
if or rather when
the cops show up sweet
jesus & mary
chain they’ll claim they felt
threatened by the gretsch
hollow body slung
over your shoulder
as you wailed head on
in tommy’s garage
swearing they thought it
was a sig sauer
mpx noctis
with red dot sight &
next thing you know bang
goes the gavel &
you get ten to life
though they’re the ones who
shot you the bastards
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