Ambulance vs. Ambulance

Ambulance X extracts several consultants
from the slow gumming death at the office orifice.
Ambulance Y imprisons the sigh
of the recent amputee and dumps her in the xylophone trees.
for Repunzels rotting in their skin cooking coffins.
Ambulance Y drops the body off at the door step.
Ambulance X pulls you out of the party
and rubs your freckles like a DJ to his records
but Ambulance Y teaches you the word goodbye
and cuts off your hands to show you where you stand,
under the monolith of
what is love and what is scam,
what is sun and what is tan.

The Ambulance Angels pull up to your doorstep
The Ambulance Angels chisel a crack in your mouth,
and then they paint a landscape of your regret and shouts.

Roll tape and decode the moans,
ventilate the scandal from these locked up mouth holes.

You'll never see your wife and children again
So tell us what it was going through your head
When you looked into their eyes and said
"No thanks, I'll take the hooker instead"

Roll tape and decode the moans,
ventilate the scandal from these locked up mouth holes.

You'll never see that office again
so when the nurse amputates both of your thighs

The Ambulance Angels all pull up to the graveyard,
and leave you there bubbling broken sonnets and shards.
The Ambulance Angels notify your next of kin and show them the scrapbook of your operation:
"His head was a faucet leaking love, laughter and lies:
all his secret wishes. all his world famous sighs.
Before you roll over, oh yeah before you give in,