"A light catches somewhere, finds human spirit to burn on...it dwells: slowly the light, its veracity unshaken, dies but moves to find a place to break out elsewhere; this light, tendance, neglect is human concern working with what is." - A. R. Ammons
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Boob Cat
beans
hotel
bargain
juice
cat
tea
plantanes
hard drive
knife
boob
Boob Cat
The cat awoke from a dream of beans
a hot cup of tea in a bargain hotel
juice boxes floating on a some distant dreams
lifting weights yelling, "Slam that barbell!"
A knock at the door brings his knife to the ready
Its just a plantain by the cool name of freddy!
My hard drive is dead! said the cool dudarube.
I'll fix it as long as you don't touch my boob.
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Workshop poems
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