Show me your Dim Mak technique
Dance your Pon Far dance
Sing that one song
The one hit
That poison pill
You have chained your life to
Turning to another page
The bleeding three color print
Can’t help but kick sand
In my face
As it rubs off on finger tips
During futile manual procedures
So show me your Dim Mak
Dance Pon Far dance
Sing your petulant song
Your techniques could easily kill
But they won’t
For these are comic books
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Credits: Poetry and Collage by Jay Larsen
For Steve, Petula, Mike and all my Bollywood friends
1 comment:
I get it! Parts of it, at least.
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