Haiti Tahiti or Hawaii
Haiti, Tahiti or Hawaii
some words for the Bissy Bunders
by Lieven Segers
it was on an evening like this
that the dark-tailed deer spoke to them
about the possibility that they were all natural born time travellers
since
the class walked around with a pocketsize circus in their hand
making people laugh on demand
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
waiting
for being able to borrow some hours
so no timepiece would look innocent again
they pretended never to surrender nor to quit
‘cause they knew the end would look like a tit
and
the perfect forced marriage
between their spring salad and their fall frog spit
was their everlasting fit
POM POM POM
the band travelled aaaaaalong
in het heiligdom romtontom
where the devil came in
without knocking
where they never really recognise the problem
‘cause they were leaving
every evening
without believing that it turned their heads down
like a black trombone
very monotome
and they kept on riding the smile
(with their heads down)
and with beers in the eyes
like wise guy piles
the only thing that could wake them up
were these specific stinky feet
lots of gards came before
they gave the chosen body only a monologue
lots of flowers
came in with the devil through that door
but no one so strong
as the smell that came by feet
it walked slowly
unknown holy
with ravioli
and guacamole
the only task in this conceptual confusion
to describe yourself in three words
i am here
and constantly standby
in
Haiti, Tahiti or Hawaii
