Saturday, September 23, 2006

The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make

the rest of the poem here
Tom Waits

...with a tumbling series of humorous metaphors particularly picturesque. (in the review)


mallu said...

there was another fundoo poem after this when i last checked.. why did you take that offline ?!

neha said...

glad you liked it, i've put it back.

compared to the average length of the post, it was too long.

The Rogue said...

Hey, i luv your stuff!.. Check out some of mine.. I hope you like it.. Im not much of a nature-poem freak, but luv reading anything!

neha said...

Thanks R!

:) nah nah i am not a nature poem freak either - does it seem like that?