Together Living Is Bagging

Now and then,
well, basically near the monstrance hour,
and up and upon the celluloid over,
far from dieticians,
and near the playoffs,
I fall in love with anything related to
Takeshi Kitano.

I who, from Anywhere forward,
and from Somewhere behind,
assimilate into every sky I can think of,
but who it takes a real masonic to get near karaoke,
believe that to learn a lesson from an abbot
go near drunks and we'll see about who starts
ranting about lost glory, however or
beyond that, gives lectures on operating
a small fruit stand with onomatopoeia all around.

When around uproot return home and
sweep the floor.