elevator

by wiggly jones, "the little hippie boy"

when the elevator starts to take you where you don’t want to go and your friends used to be named eddie but now they are all named joe and the reporter wears a shade of lipstick that you have never seen and people look at you and laugh because your thoughts are unclean why did you say yes to the mailman when he asked you for an ice cream cone? didn’t you know his name was stanley and his girl friend’s name was joan? report back to the station with your passport and a bag of donuts and wipe that foolish grin off your face you pathetic putz i know civilization is collapsing but that is no excuse the evening sun is setting and blackie baker is on the loose if you can’t get the picture pick the beer cans off the stairs tell casey jones to fire the boiler and grandma to say her prayers