Monday, January 18, 2010

A Golden Eclipse

I held you between
Those silly surf songs
Told you all your troubles
Would capsize if you harbored

Awash in webs
Forth from spindles
Our fingertips, really
Our tongues

Wompy jog
all out of whack
Natural philosophy
worth the leap?

I told my doc to talk to the hand
and and he saw a Rolex peek through
A golden eclipse
He said, "I have one too, we have so much in common."


I wear silver teeth
As a metaphor for
How my words are
Second rate

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