It was the kind of movie
with just the right amount of
plot holes for a threesome.

The kind of movie that could
really make you think
about a pint,
a car wash,
the two for one hooker down the street
that made you wonder where the
"bring a friend" phrase was out of bounds;
any of the ways the rental fee
would have been better spent.

A protagonist with conflicting conscience issues.
I always found the idea depressing
the little devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other,
landing me right in the middle of no man's land.
So it's not quite what you little rapper punks think
when I'm brushing my shoulders off
I'm just deciding to decide
for my goddamn self.

Oh yeah, there's a movie playing.
The only twist in the plot I could find
was that his girlfriend was more an antagonist than his enemy,
sleeping around like she was
James bond with double D's,
and all the STD's that entailed.

Power off, street glance from the window.
miss two for one still at her post as always,
and cars slowing down along the strip, looking,
and I chuckled thinking of the irony of it all;
Looking for a quality hooker.

I made a note-to-self the next morning,
'set alarm clock to beeper'
the radio was killing me.
first penguin feathers,
now virgin moonshine,
the nonexistent to the absolutely useless.

New age artists have no ideas left
clever plagiarism is where the money is.