Monday, May 23, 2011


when we met at the mall gazebo
you were wearing a Fort Donelson hairstyle
dirty and divided
when we opened our cellular telephone kiosk
you danced a Jutland jitterbug
sullen and sinking
and when we filed for chapter 11
you gave me Kandahar kisses
dusty and dangerous

The world is your footstool. You wear a soul-watch!

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