Not much good to anyone yesterday or today, with most of what I ate outside of me through violent ejections,
Drifting between the coolness of conditioned air and shivering fever heat I dream
of buying another house with Craig, a two bedroom we will cleverly make into three and
make a ton of money.
Meanwhile the light rises and swells over the smidgen of prairie
behind the Farm and Fleet,
where most of all I love to see the pale reflexive petticoats curling away,
bedraggled ballerinas who have smoked too much and possibly succored too many callers in need of nectar from their blossoms,
all worn out, triumphant.

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