Sunday, May 31, 2015


Nobody puts coleslaw in a corner
(to parade around the obvious).

Allow me to beg the question to differ
right before your eyes:

Who's on first? The whole team,
I'm afraid; looks like the airline

isn't going to reimburse them.
Boy, if there's one thing I hate

it's got to be worth my life, if not my limb—
as when the street presents a face

too timely to turn to in despair,
you feel me? I'm a guy who loves

a clean, unobstructed sight line.
I would marry it in a heartbeat

just to appease its sorry ass, but
nobody wants that kind of publicity.

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