Thursday, July 11, 2013

Jelly Fish

I employed
zone defense
against a juice-cleansing
cousin
(getting out in the nick at night)

I walked down the seashore
and saw fish flipping and flopping

You wore a straw hat
bought at WINGS

a panhandle tragedy
in the middle of the moon

a yo-yo washed ashore
the string spelled "ass"

we trod along the Lisa Frank coast

the fungi kicked in and we
turned to each other
and nuzzled
our leathery cheeks
and cried
because
we
thought
we
were
grooving

the sunburn was awesome:
I writhed, played Halo
and guzzled Capri Sun

while your body
sipped saline solution
coolly
at Gulf Coast Medical Center
in Panama City, Florida

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