Friday, June 24, 2011

Peace & Good Order

Okay dear, whatever you can manage
will be propped up in a boat next to you
full of apologies and texts from some cabin
pumped with nitrous next to the ocean.
You can't regret stuff when your mouth
is lick-jacking the petunias. In this instance
the poltergeist is actually the heat in this room.
That shit's got a real ghostly presence here
on Baltic Street. I'd like nothing more
than to see the future spread out on your bed
in chambray and muscles but I'm stuck.
This is like some other things,
but I like this one better.
You know what I am saying.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Damn. Real. Good.

10:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

good luck Todd!

6:08 PM  

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