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HALF CENTURY HOEDOWN

charisma sucks
we all got it. we all got scars too. scars are
charisma. benevolent hairline sky
rest awhile then
unload your gun
man comes to me, says, i got no plan, what do i do
i got no plan, either, i say, take a hit off this...
really, she says, my film noir days are kind of rusted
really, says the dog, i have fleas to learn
today i be a half century
man comes to me, says, do i know you
i say I hope so, but i don't think i know you
knowing is believing
woodpecker bossa nova
lemme see your best profile, sunlight
lemme see your heartfelt two step moon
my government has a migraine
J.J. Hunsecker and Sidney Falco dance on an asteroid
yeah, baby, the bugle corps just got sound
take me down to the easy listening chair
charisma, it sucks. prestige, it doesn't exist.
you earn as you glow, you leave your music in high gear
planet come to me, said, do you have a light
i said, dunno, but hum a little with me while the
circus calls it a night


                        ---Scott Wannberg
my fiftieth birthday
february 20
same birthday date as robert altman and sam peckinpah

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