chases a feather, thinking
she’s really a cat
☯
Indescribable
one who climbed between her thighs
a faceless heat wave
☯
I will never see
the gold paint huffer haunting
Metro’s radio
☯
All things considered
the zit on a giant’s ass
is a bigger deal
☯
My first firefly
I took for a roaming ghost
flicking a Zippo
☯
Emphysema folk
breathe a particular rasp
the old nurse told me
☯
A toad is only
a toad, is only a toad
is only a toad
☯
Run fast! Perhaps
you’ll catch up with your fair share
of the rain you missed
☯
Anyone confess
to the rapist? We left you
in long enough
☯
And we sit waiting
for our leader to return
from wiping her eyes
☯
Tonight’s top story
recited very softly
since no one tuned in
☯
Wild sex, working class
it’s all on this tape cassette
stuck under duck shoes
☯
I wait for the chair
to give up any semblance
of who sat down last
☯
Elevator dings
and once more I miss out on
the last of its bell
☯
He locks himself in
not realizing what counts
left late last Thursday
