Thursday, September 24, 2009

pre-menstrual

an aggravated sand storm
        cuts through
        the nothing of glass
envy turns orange         and lights fire. fire.
fire eats
   lunch and puts      its hat up
         slaps its wife
for half a good measure

the        television is on in zaire
three stock brokers have tea,
      whiskey tea...
      just whiskey,
joke about the old days,
the good-ol days when
         hurricanes knew when to apologize,
      when rabbits weren't just for chemical analysis
   or when lincoln
dropped the bomb on
russia for being foolish
          ...foolish

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