Friday, May 28, 2010

New: poem by Rufo Q

a mouth of sperm and guinness
and the edges of the atlas temper
honesty with need; would I had
your legs, horatio, would I did
but I don't, we didn't, the angels
we thought were all around us
aren't; by the traintrack I saw
a mule and a donkey turn to face
what must have been the sun;
it was so damn cloudy I couldn't,
really couldn't for the life of me

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