How to Rebuild Naples If Vesuvius Erupts Again Dig up the oldest man who died and set Him sitting upright in volcanic sand So he never keels over at least Not for awhile then shave his head bald And save his hair in a bowl for later Make a poultice of blood and phlegm and cum Slather him with it rinse his eyes with wine Now take the hair scatter it over him And do the same with fistfuls of ashes From one of the churches add some color Anything will do from petals to trash If it’s too dry for it to stick wet it With glugs of good olive oil his eyes Should still be open if they’re not sew them Wide with red thread you don’t have to worry About people people always come back Before long women will be calling out To one another from their balconies As they shamelessly hang their intimates Men will stagger in late trying to hide The fact they’re drunk again girls will tease Their younger male cousins for having Such long lashes teens will fly up and down His arms and legs on motorbikes and soon Everyone will forget there was a city Here before this one even as they walk Laughing and singing across his eyes
How to Rebuild Naples If Vesuvius Erupts Again
How to Rebuild Naples If Vesuvius Erupts…
How to Rebuild Naples If Vesuvius Erupts Again
How to Rebuild Naples If Vesuvius Erupts Again Dig up the oldest man who died and set Him sitting upright in volcanic sand So he never keels over at least Not for awhile then shave his head bald And save his hair in a bowl for later Make a poultice of blood and phlegm and cum Slather him with it rinse his eyes with wine Now take the hair scatter it over him And do the same with fistfuls of ashes From one of the churches add some color Anything will do from petals to trash If it’s too dry for it to stick wet it With glugs of good olive oil his eyes Should still be open if they’re not sew them Wide with red thread you don’t have to worry About people people always come back Before long women will be calling out To one another from their balconies As they shamelessly hang their intimates Men will stagger in late trying to hide The fact they’re drunk again girls will tease Their younger male cousins for having Such long lashes teens will fly up and down His arms and legs on motorbikes and soon Everyone will forget there was a city Here before this one even as they walk Laughing and singing across his eyes