Sunday, April 1, 2012

OBJECTS ARE LUCKY


Objects are lucky not to be named. Grass is only
one aspect of death the populace as a whole
is willing to respond to. Not so fast, all

others may call tomorrow into
a body switched. Importantly, roads in and out
of town are asking for trouble, vaguely.

Imparted childhood wisdom lifts a house
and spins it, sets it down; beings from within
the entertainment police are here

to make some noise and friends. Are you
ready to freestyle pee without a map? It may be
the last trope left to us to disenchant.

No comments:

Post a Comment