Sunday, July 22, 2012


The old vaudeville amoeba
packed up its ermines
and lit out from the earcanal
of Saint Louis in a
towncar hoverphone,
rouging its vacuole
in the mango-skinned

"I have nought but a pseudo-i-pod
with which to gesture."

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