POETIC TAROCK

XI

Jinn at full throttle

Twin blame I carry around still, you see.

And 'pioneer' still means something to me.

Double-crossed. Triple loss. Count one-two-three.

Ding-ding-ding? Silence. Please, call me a cart!

Where does the soul go when it falls apart?

Somewhere bright....... Yellow-eyed. I heard... a fart!

My lively body. Possessed by a jinn!

»Hello, fatherfuckers! Ich bin jetzt da drin.

I'll have some coke and a raspberry gin!

Sway with me, Shady Slim, I am The One,

Neo and Eon. The heroine's son!

I'll just make some calls, then my work here is done!

Eight. And six seven. Plus five three oh nine.

How many Jennys you hump, Gump? You swine!

I changed my mind. Grease a bottle of wine.

So this little Genie can slide through a hole?

No way, Jose!* See, I'm thirsty for more

dancing and prancing in your candy store!

I'll have some flapjacks! With sprinkles of fat!

Do I feel Lucky, Alf? Let's eat a cat!

And some chianti will do. Pat, pat, pat

yourself on the backside, I'm having a chat

with our shrink. Pink, pink, pink, hat, hat, hat,

la-la-land of my dreams, loony bin, cha-cha-cha!

Raggedy pills... So you want me to go?

Nah, I don't think so! I'm so ho-ho-ho-

hotstepper Slash dancer. Let's go, Johnny, go!«

There's only so much human body can take.

I had a few shots and then managed a break.

The game is not over, he whispered to me.

When I return, what a match this will be!

* No way, Jose!

Matjaž Lutarič - Lynx