The Full Frontal Itch

November 10, 2006 § Leave a comment

The elbow fiend opens the sweat hand
Thump-thumping the wounds on open road,
Flashback wind in every star trap,
All loudmouth thoroughfare rabbits;
The heart-shaped asses blister and sigh over cool night air,
Brittle grass and flatland charcoal;
The mighty quiet heartache radio
Will find habit to give in.
Will go for the shell.
Has folded over one ear with one mouth.
Will: (1) Fix yr zipper; (2) Heal yr body relax yr mind.



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