Thursday, January 10, 2008

#2 from "Overnight Generation"

They say the fever springs delicate
pitch of noxema hydrox and fancy pelts
the black ribbon of gusts or in
the milk goes the chlorine pepper
I'll always get a lot out

Alliance of cakes no fair air pocks
and sugar the parental
picks the glare farm alight
and alone thin glimpse ships
soothe with their fairness

A list of gums to the clear
sky a rocket boosts sun structure
via glint and thunder or was that
highway and car a half block
of rubber and straw from her

1 Comments:

Blogger todd said...

These remind me of the lyrics/poems of one Don Van Vliet. i wrote a poem years ago that i posted recently on my blog which was inspired by the Cap'n.

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