the word salad stares at me
fearless photons fencing with my eyes:
“the cockroach,
the blind dolphin,
General Custer,
theft by osmosis,
the death at the diner”
and other auspicious beginnings
that pull me to the screen
like daily lotto numbers
I keep buying them, on credit, for pecking
and time are not real currencies
and whatever silver or gold
is there for the mining
hides well behind boulders
placed there by eons
of parsimonious patience
I will never have
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
the word salad stares at me
fearless photons fencing with my eyes:
“the cockroach,
the blind dolphin,
General Custer,
theft by osmosis,
the death at the diner”
and other auspicious beginnings
that pull me to the screen
like daily lotto numbers
I keep buying them, on credit, for pecking
and time are not real currencies
and whatever silver or gold
is there for the mining
hides well behind boulders
placed there by eons
of parsimonious patience
I will never have
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