Journal: wishing -------------------------------------------Mood: maybe i will get some writing done[eye]
look out the window,
see a live flamingo on a plastic lawn,
a bizarre anomaly
by all accounts.
confused,
it tentatively
s
t
o
o
d
in a sea of synthetic grass.
not even pink,
but grey
the flamingo,
by jingo,
would've been better
as a mallet.
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awake, with a
rapidheart
beat
on the windows,
against the glass
torrents: liquid, not digital.
hear the whistling of a giant,
crack, boom
all shook up
awake,
can't see,
can't you SEE
battery-dependent: power, not overpowering.
displaced, roofs to sidewalk,
the kindness of a neighbor.
tornadic exaggerations
all shaken up
---
the bibulous socialite
obambulates,
as useless as an appendix...Created 2008-03-14 22:10:10 |
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