Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Radios

Radios
and Cars
Guns and Ammo
The staccato blanching
of Trophy envy.

There's no us or We
'till someone gets shot

America
Canned fish
and vegetarians.
"Run Forest Run"
The social gazpacho never tasted so good.

We scratch
we bleed
It's not nobel
There's no cause but our own.

Cash
Lingerie
and the Peter Principle.
Drive and Drive and watch
the ballet of bigger dogs barking

Imbalance
and terpitude
spin the Yin Yang
and watch until
one hand starts clapping.

Yellow
plays the blues
Flat tires
Souless shoes
Skip 2
God plays hopscotch in the streets.

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