Michal Lapinski Studio
WORDS
Everything has already been said
the human monkey has been busy
with the typewriter
for eons
producing producing
quanitilions
of letter clusters
Words words words
trash and treasures of
novels and daily rags
volumes of Shakespeare
and poetry
encyclopaedias
ghosts of dead ideas
Mahabharata
stufff
I’ve done my share
I confess
forgive me for I have sinned
forgive me for I have erred
mumbling
rambling
stumbling over words
in two or three different languages
even after hours
and in my sleep
I am not sure any more
if it is the right thing to do
to add even a single word
to the already polluted world
overwhelmed and overblown
with stufff
it can tip the earth over
already hanging in a fragile balance …
Then, why don’t you just shut up?!
LIMERICKS
What if god is a giant snail ?
We'll be all squashed under his tail
and with this slimy creature
we have really no future
if god is indeed a big snail.
The white eagle was proud
and he cried very loud
that is destined to shine and to lead.
He hold his head very high
and was so puffed up, that’s why
he stepped into his own shit.
In that Scandinavian folk tale
the hedgehog proposed to the snail
It was to no avail
because the snail was gay
so there was no offspring
in that tale (tail ?)
The old Peruvian man had a llama
She spat on him but it was no drama
He gave her lots of hay
and let her lie all day -
in effect she became DayLayLlama.
There was an Irishman
called Guinness
who embarked on a pursuit
of happiness
and he made this stout beer
which was so full of cheer
that it was named Happiness Guinness