Saturday, May 24, 2014

Lemon

California taught me that
life is messy. Just the cleaning lesson
I needed. Slick,

round edges, do not breathe in rainless
nights or stuck between hours
of honking car frustration, do those

primal
avocado
lemon
spiders
from

down under

seek blood and geometry
spun silky over tea. You English gents,
with a soul chewing meat
Americans can't see, but pardon the abrupt

turn

that's life in a web,

fantasy, death.

We came here for a star. We'll settle for a one
bedroom.

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