refrigerator
covered with baby spiders
how now kitchen fool
& I’m on the floor
crawling to an open door
& I hold it so
little ballyhoo’d
sooner to the bluest blue
air go as fly-byes
Poetry
refrigerator
covered with baby spiders
how now kitchen fool
& I’m on the floor
crawling to an open door
& I hold it so
little ballyhoo’d
sooner to the bluest blue
air go as fly-byes