back of the bar, poet fly, wall.
fingers park atop keypad launches
first time. charcoal, stick, rock, wood
electron. naked man,
blind woe man
nothing never changes
gazed again and again,
special joke reruns etc etc
table never sits right
grog spills to help us wrong the wrung sobsheet
tempests in peepots smile bad
specially if not instantaneously problematic
the desire to be timeless
dates me in cro maglite hyperbole
less aware than i say
&more lucid than my dimness allows
2-9-2012
Portland Oregon
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