Monday, December 7, 2009

Log

What does your One Headlight say?

It states there is a complete best dream
grows into the Buddha Syndrome but it's too late

Thanks for the bit of taxidermy you did
on my emotions, professional mounting, the oohing, our shores...

Look at the rabbit in the frozen yard:
this morning's blue light, set on his heart-brake

I had a dream about a posthumous taxi that came
the day after the last punk rocker became another British novelist

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