with one finger
i look up
at the clock what
time is it when
will we worm you and me; where
do we go from here to the back
seat of my filthy afterthought or
your
candlelit cantaloupe
i am careful to avoid using the word
invade
Daily Archives: October 9, 2017
Fireworks for Woody Allen, Who We All Agree is Problematic
Wikipedia Poem, No. 617
“I know it’s not fair / to see qualities of injustice in the aesthetics / of a garden, but somewhere between / what the eye sees and what the mind thinks / is the world” Rick Barot
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