step out of the studio
to take a phonecall
from a show sponsor,
some west coast douche,
who I did blow with
a decade ago.
nothing important
and choruses finish,
and moments finish on ends,
when Captain Morgan
kills my boys swimming.
too much salami,
especially when I return
to find the gangsters
doing gangster shit,
and so I have to rope them in.
we all need reminders
and reminding
that moments end
so keep them going
with cold appreciation
and solid Kennedy theft.