From the building top
I sawr the childe
waving his hands
"we're okay"
"I'm with stupid"
is the shirt he had on.
delicate and rippled,
the puff-letters
the storm enveloped me
while Sandstorm played
on the Smoothie King speakers
with plastic precision
my dog welped and weened
itself from my gravitas
and bore down the lane
to backwards-hat Johnny
O hippie Johnny
with cargo "lateralized"
and subdued on the thighs
your forte shines bright
in the night in the night
in the glove box of a
furry old Fiero
you'll find the VHS
"of things you'd find by the river"
Thursday, April 11, 2013
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