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

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The new guest

Rocket utility
to a closed room
brings sensitive
luncheon meats
we lure flies
and wanton boys
delight in our noise
in the street below

outrunning hydras
sentimentally
inside eyes adapt
other colleges swear
the cure's electricity
decency, passion
a spanking, fresh air
mouthwash ration

somebody clones
an explanation it
becomes a phenomenon
series or quit
it justice fled
your gorgeous mouth
I adore you bled
catch the peanuts

missing the high aim
of luxury plain
handholding in sandals
on the backtrack green
enough and never
fall our own arrows
random as rain
and meaning assembled

piercing from six sides
sways the systems downriver
I love them don't ruin
them now and forever
nice white teeth
say such sings
even when lips
eclipse them

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