‘a glimpse of stocking’ this side of those, everything glows — ‘tho I’m not sick yet, nor even thickset, shall I quickstep over holes or on the poles — & if your rockets are bottl’d (O stop it) ‘I suppose, but what are those’ — unpaid tickets, designer lipstick, & ‘morrows’ pick –Yes, I’d tip-toe,Continue reading “Cell V”
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Curio
here, we all agree, it isn’t easy so, to pack a pair o’ stilts on a burro’er the plains, unless you leaf a parasol at Hannibal Crossing & all that power’d horn — what to do — I’ll center so & cartwheel city walls on bargain days asleep, & overrun them looking for corundum onContinue reading “Curio”
Hold It Down
he’s glued himself to the floor — I would use a crowbar but the neighbor won’t return it, only broken glass, to chip at by moonlight; nonetheless, I’m careful near his tongue, & he’s barefoot — who knew he had twelve toes; now he’s good
Cell —
lying where the ceiling was the floor, I was told we were there, although I was alone — as strange no dust collect the lintel- would-be stoop made to stop a flood — the boy above the floor, I never heard him walk
CS #3
4nnnns = 8ft (must you run): the image as elusive as (I suppose) homage #1, a patent reflex of (in action) overrun; O yes, ps (as he was): ‘only there were bells’