I forgot your meds
but I will not temporize
on your surgery
spry, laughing children
an aliment of the soul
and also the wolves
one rake, ten acres
you better believe I’ve learned
to contemn the leaves
my head is a peach
swarm of pestiferous flies
descends to devour
never you worry
everything’s copacetic
Grace Jones has arrived
stupid cover band
“Rock Lobster” forces you to
join the lumpen dance
taketh now the reins
my stygian bondservant
we ride to Wal*Mart
garish redesign
all furbelow, no function
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