Sunday, January 06, 2008


I’ve left my attitude with a slew of energy
the dope in me ducks, sure tastes bitter

A familiar song - we shall never part
Remember the verb that got away

Forget your sex, taste then lips
along the off-white, apparel falls away

Petals bruise my hand
after a wave of wild correspondences

No page entirely contains my wandering breath
Even the air is a strange grain

You must slip stealthily into the ventilator
the dollar will be normal after that

But, wait, don’t press my buttons, cast them aside
Let's shut up and dance

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