DASHING FIGURES IN EXTREMIS
A lasting diversion some have already stopped talking about
Has engaged the senses of readers from sea to shining sea: you have to give up
Now. Are you happy? You don't look hungry. Are you
Deleting comments? Let's break into scientific notation,
Where many have taken refuge. I was delighted to have found
A nip slip in the archives. This doesn't mean we can't be friends,
Even if I don't feel like answering your insipid questions.
It's early yet, my pants are on fire, and I'd like to detect the
Slightest vibration in me, coming from you
Before the usual suspects decode the recipe for
Our secret milkshake, and our waitress wipes our tears
With a napkin on which is written: "You've been served."
My Masts Are Made of Lightning; Your Ship Is Made of Waves Press
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Traveling around Santa Fe this weekend. Road hair:
Today I went to a flea market and held some fossilized clams; to see the
St. John's College campus; and ...
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