Thursday, September 18, 2008

get rid of the insects

while the rays rain down
upon the step
my quiet puffs of smoke burrow
for languid sleep whirring air-conditioner
crackle crackle stchrcunch stchrcunch padded footsteps
cannot hide their thoughts a lonesome ambulance
whizzes past the rest
of us the krrdsh of a door closing
behind the swish of blonde
locks that borrow the silent smell of vanilla and mint that animal smell of copper
left lying underneath his itching station
rrrrrrrrrtttrrrrr
rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttttttrrrrrrr
stop
stop
stop
the noise
of the insipid the roaring train-track lends its ears to my breathing
whisper whisper psshhspp … go … yes
silent lick gifts the air a tchkyl

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