Walking Backwards
circular entitlements / circulatory retirement i'm not
kidding (yet) my sweetpreciousdarling pet,
now sit & shut up. wince & shudder / shutters closed
yet peepholed like a __sponge [drip.drip]
snip said the scissors said the pissers & the moaners
rage against the mourning of the sun which dawns
it's cancer inciting rays ; it sighs & she alone
under the drooping tree cries.
it's the last chance to press your luck against the idea
of luck / counteracting fate that bites your neck &
makes you two. miraculous meticulous (come without
a fuss) we can discuss the weatherorsomethingelse
just as mundane. --like the fact that atoms crawl move
solids over their structures make the sane : drip drop :
little. ::: swarms of ..rain.: (lady could you
move aside, this man needs a seat.) god came to me in
a dream,, saying something,, sounded urgent,, told em
_____ no worries man ; [leave your message at the tone]
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2007
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