Thursday, February 04, 2010

half-finished sodas
an even heat from one decade to the next
star morning corpse sings
twisted slippery years
what blue hearts are these?

enlightened operatives
in cobalt green
do left purlieu flying bleed?
he do the police in different voices

only to be sure
of the diff'rent silences
half-breed cephalopods

Blessed Unrest.

Lost America.


The only thing i wanted to see in Topeka.

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