Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Playing With Skulls Like Toy Cars

manatea turn away,
thus the pre-oil speaks
its thick intelligent

it is sweeter
if bombastic
more better
if its beastly

name could not be shook
from the bark
as the locust
from the locust tree

thou dost not need me
for my song, i'm
outside the colonnade

but sit
under the pecan tree
where the starving
black cat

somehow still prowls
ribs protruding
thus banal

oceans come
with dead boats
on their doorsteps

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