Marching, dancing,
marching is best.
Ding-a-ling Walmart,
Bad, slick, bad,
perceiving this, no,
but fire trucks,
purple batons,
up and down,
hammer down,
backbeat,
up and light.
Forward, nowhere here,
up and down,
and pissy pimping,
creepy-crawly,
finding truths,
exploring delight.
But you are blind
so the engines
keep on pumping
up and down.
Spirit floats
above the wet blankets,
and the Walmart ceiling
will not be safe.
stillfugue 
#1 by Carl D'Agostino on September 29, 2011 - 5:44 pm
Been to Walmart twice. Ain’t never going back. All their stuff is from China and it’s crap.
#2 by Carl on September 30, 2011 - 10:21 pm
Carl, have you noticed? Everything in America is from China and is crap.
#3 by Pamanner on October 1, 2011 - 1:00 pm
Really like the rhythm of this one. . .but please don’t make me go to Walmart!
#4 by Carl on October 3, 2011 - 9:04 pm
Thank you for commenting. After I make myself go to Walmart, I won’t have the energy to make you go!