Service Model Adrian
Tchaikovsky
credit where credits duehowever
he was certain the
sentence wasnt meant a sentence for comedians
maybe bad ones
wheres the old
Vaudevillian hook dragem kickin an
screamin offstage
wasnt going to hold his breath
Tchaikovsky
It had a plain humanoid chassis, grey
plastic and a blank face, not even the suggestion of features. Whatever
adornments it had once worn, whatever distinctive look it had carried into
children’s parties or comedy routines, only the bare name was left.
grey plastic comedians
wouldnt wish that on his worst enemyhadnt
any beauty of hermitic ascetic living
neither communicable
he liked dark comedians
jokes told heard groaned
firstlaughed maybe the laugh drowns out the groan
Carlin
Hicks Marc Maron
religion would do well to suffer some comedy
great venues
acousticallyfashioned
broad pulpits
occasional runways
made
mingling with the masses easier
some had moats
runways
actually drawbridges
the congregants faithful trusting
fail to eyeball their confineswhy he didnt like church
every one he had a legitimate reason to attend had him sit his back to the door
hed stand on the aisle
one or another Station of the Cross glaring
down over his shoulder
he wouldnt sit in any establishment with
his back to the door
long longago he determined since he has
no choice but to go he wanted to see death coming
no sneaky World War II Jap shit
hed no sooner fall for someone looking
past him over his shoulder What the hell
is that? an turn to look than if someone approached him with
a subpoena called him by his name
glances
a stranger
acts like he didnt hear
they blew their cover
he waltzes on by
hes John Doe
he has to face the door
stupid doesnt
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21 8. 25
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22 8. 25
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