Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Hello Golden White

By lifting a piece of the city you can
wave to me because it has a handle
because you have a free hand because
you are happy to see me and wave to
me from across the expressway your
hand is moving as fast as the cars
but not so fast that you are oozing
that the insides of you are getting jarred
in such a way that you are oily
no you are simply waving and I am waving
back and smiling in a way that means
I am glad to see you that the summer
has really begun that the day is signifying
something new before the city starts
to stink before the fog burns away
before we start to eat each other
and all of that.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

gorgeous and prickly.

3:50 AM  

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