Wednesday, September 1, 2010

beer belly, bear belly, bare belly.

I'll take a buzzsaw to your boat,
violently. massacre the mast
and mastermind destruction.

two lips are sinking all the other ships
so i slipped the dock in the dark,
moored to your side and inside

saw what i asked for. now the light
is swinging wildly and outside the night
is sea-sawing in 4/4 time.


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