Thursday, April 7, 2016


Bringing rubble from the hilltop down
to bare land : about as helpful as a sloth
in a raging storm. Like the light you only
see from the top of the hill. Here it is. 
I believe in extra-terrestrials : 
extra-terrestrial consciousness in the
here and now. I've been there, and come
back. Let me make another deal, for my
life is a throwaway waste.
Did you bring the Latin suitcase back with
you from that Cuba trip you took? That
gigolo I saw you having drinks with (it
was on TV)  -  a real asshole, and a jerk.
I can't believe you let yourself be seen.

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