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January 16, 2008

Saturday 9/16/06
**set 5, song 1 (Megan and John)

Megan McShea and John Eaton

our splendid hooves rush through
alleys after distant scrimages
rose up big ladders basted
over fi res to the twinkling
of the whole tribe skinning
imaginary whales.
the ’copters blades come off
beneath the twisted fragment
I can see a top 40 hit
too many parades like damage
Ape fog quiet and green
a tea frog ate its apples
grinning and long, hoarded
by rats in cat suits
Stand my corpse in a sun
it’s alto food it
shimmers
are we done?
I can never get enough salt either
through romania
out of gash and stinking
              too many guns to name
 
 

Posted by Rock Heals at January 16, 2008 08:00 AM