Sorbet

Sorbet

by Kelp

Is something bothering you?
Not something. Everything.
Waiting impatiently for me to arrive.
This food is hardly food.
That guy can’t sing.
Sorry to report his untimely demise.
Clear my palate, dear sorbet.

Must learn to turn my socio-economic cheek.
Hit my head on the socio-economic wall.
No one really has a clue.
You gonna work on your physique?
Well this is just a free-for-all.
Oh shit I think I’m screwed.
Everything looks pretty bleak.
Can no longer field those groundballs.
Aw c’mon, you’ll pull through.
Oh sweet, but not too sweet, my sorbet.

Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone.
Hear their bark and feel their teeth.
Fictional heroes are your inspiration.
They left me to face Frank Miller alone.
Let’s take a look at the balance sheet.
Luxuriate in your deprivation.
No, I never answer my phone.
The weatherman is predicting sleet.
Here’s something to break your teeth on.
My ears are buried in earphones.
The poison comes from underneath.
It’s all gone, or will be gone.
I need you now, my sorbet.

Who or what’s got their finger on it?
Come and celebrate the random.
You’re a copyright infringement.
Can’t remember the mnemonic.
A plague will plague you with abandon.
I’m sorry to tell you it’s malignant.
Too much garlic! Too much garlic!
Beware the algorithmic bandit.
All your actions cause impingement.
All you dawgs are catatonic!
These mysteries can’t be fathomed.
The best you can hope for is indifference.
Cut your losses; where’s the profit?
Nothing but a shameful scandal.
I’m afraid there’s no contingent.
Lifetime lover, teach me to pray.
Teach me to love
Life, sorbet.