Sunday, June 22, 2014

Beach Towel

The throw over the bed is actually a beach towel
from Tunisia. On the radio in the other room
someone is playing a piano very dynamically.
I sold my black bike tonight. The sky in Brooklyn
felt like the sky in Paris for a bit today.
Broken French is all I have for you.
When a person or team wins at something three
times in a row, it's called a Three-peat.
I used Windex to wipe away the milk rings
on the aluminum table. How much incense is
too much incense? A veritable weather boon
for the past few weeks. Here along the Atlantic,
no one moves the right way anymore. Boring
leaflets and skunky blahs. The throw has tassels.

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