Sam Kaufman | uhwuhna at gmail dot com | also at cogito zero sum

Thursday, August 30, 2007

"Pride of the fleeced on safari ..."

Pride of the fleeced on safari
struts towering petals smeared slid
down the mountain skipped
a picker blind bled
cat scratched the nut
sacked home packed it up
short space where we sit
the snorting hippopotamus
at night rolls over
on it when we will
all be dead omit.

Smeared on cement colour of sin
took it on the chin
In Your Ear! floral wig
par less mortal story
between brick schism alley
seventy-ate sure was great
good be smacked spanked
I was minus three
and she was walking
August ends confessing "I'm stymied. Sorry"
September plunged into mystery.

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