Multiconstruct

just looked through the poetry archive and i don’t have any of my milk carton songs. on a year game on facebook i realized the best part of 1996 [it was actually a couple of years later, i went mad in 96] was singing in a rock band. it was fun. we were stripped down and simple and i am no musician, tone deaf in fact but we were just having fun. we tried to straight ahead rock music with every song being different. a guitar player played bass and a bass player played guitar and me and the drummer were novices. we played mostly in a basement and pretty much just for friends. we made a great cassette and made 100. i wrote most of the songs or used stuff i’d written. this one started with the chorus i wrote when i went insane as i mentioned in ’96, that’s when i started writing songs and poetry. i wrote the verses on the drive from monroe to toledo for practice.

I don’t go to zoos

to see the animals in their cages

And I don’t go to work

to see the slaves bring home their wages

I know a secret I know the score

I know that money equals time

And they ain’t making any more.

You can’t get ahead

Playing by the rules

Laws are passed

By the ruling class

And only obeyed by fools

So step back and think about it

There’s only just one you

Do you want to go down in the history books

Doing what you do?

So why don’t you turn off the TV set

And go to the woods for a day

You might just be surprised

At what mother nature has to say

She might just tell you

To fuck it all

Give all your money away

Sell your house and car and VCR

And live in a tent by the bay.

I don’t go to zoos

to see the animals in their cages

I don’t go to work

To see the slaves bring home their wages

I know a secret

I know a score

I know that money equals time

And they ain’t making any more.