Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Thursday, April 24, 2008

in jeans

O, Infinity!
Fingertips drawn to
polish earthen cranium
shoveled under

I’ve seen the twilight-
glassy eyelids
and dusty hair strands tangled
like multiple lovers

I’m slathered in urbanite fantasm-
smoke-smeared gawking
gore gob spoken
oily peel
strained membrane
royal rawbones

I have ankles wound with wires-
lint and condoms
in a pair of $250 pockets

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