(a poem of length and complexities)   Rub rub rub   Rub your stinking butt   All over this fucking dirty hill   Now laugh   And pray to the Charles Mountain   Rub rub rub   Rub your smelly ass   Into the stupid rocks   Now look   Look what you've done   You must be out of your mind   Run run run   Run your wretched hands   Along the branches of a tree   How wrong   Nature made you suffer   Dew drop oyster barrel   Dollar face monk cutlery   Trudging,   Brownie pan,   Charles,   Mountain,   The famous alchemy   Distraught highway disdain   With celery   I have always loved you   Commonplace   War trophy, a mending   A birth in a shoe   And a tongue to clean it.   Saturday   Saturday is a day to worship   And shit upon the rocks   On Charle's mountain   On Charles Mountain