this is all somehow
feral and dangerous—that fifteen minutes of appraisal
and the engine running let's go get wasted let's get shitfaced let's
pretty much spill and die I sleep on your rooftop at night dressed
as a bat or rat or other nocturna your roof sags now
from so much anxiousness and she next door with too much
[some sharing occurs—fleurs for after all it is/was/will be a Valentine's Day]
wine and cricket and all of it so filled with mountains and our little sons
repeating what we are /time in excess/ the red/orange the fiery
tip that is the readout the very tickertape-day the growth-point
of all this and not-this
such beginnings such disastrous conclave a ladder only
the man slithers down in some hurt after all I thought it was
a good film any way they recommend it
.
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