An Evening In The Company of Anarchists

Lei, You sat and you read the right-wing propaganda out loud. We all stopped and laughed at all the ideas that you said. “We Need to Return to simpler times” the Militia Bible exclaimed Nathan, You shocked everyone, As you put down your Burroughs, And you agreed with the ideals we all laughed at so heartily. “I agree that we should go back to simper times most indeed, when we all lived in anarchy.” Twelve O’clock A.M. rang out on the clock Conan O’Brien came on with the latest birage of unoriginal Clinton Jokes. This time we did not watch as you usually do. We discussed the benefits anarchy, And which anarchist punk rock band sold out the other day. And which Emo-girl we each wished that we could have for our own. The clock struck 4 A.M. when we all, drunkenly from the thousand cigarettes we had ingested, Walked out to our cars. And we recapped what we had discovered tonight. Anarchy is what we need; Propaghandi is still worth listening to; and, We never got to the part about the names of the girls.a long time ago, Written September 24th, 2001 © on Sep 24 2001 02:52 PM PST   0 • 9