Saturday, March 06, 2010

Apleasing Question

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slogging through the shadows
we beget one who flees his receding hairlip
in a time of safe wonder
in a time of tragedy
this perverted fireman
does only what he wants to do
cries for no one
and returns things freshly purchased

do you perchance have a laptop for this child?
she waffled in a coarse manner of speaking
along the shores of frozen tides
wiping ships askew toward chains, whips, and catapults
these are the tools of a bastardized era
of bags crinkling with no one touching
but everyone tuning in to experience the outcome
of whatever large number of configurations
one could find themself within shimmying

slimy dog mouth
a trident of sea men
all things are correlated
in a wise package of leisure

shy eyeliner
the one who approaches
should have taken pause
or at least some self defense classes

a sash lain on the dresser drawer
a fresh bit clinging to the sides
a mashed shit in running shoe grooves
a tossed salad still undressed has no croutons

i wander through a lusty landscape
memorizing faces or at least forgetting
a depth too penetrating to allow the stuck zippers
to behave like their bullet born brethren

might i have one style
to call my own
before the code
changes my opinion?

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