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THE WEEKEND

The weekend fights like a dog
Tonight is the administrative endrun
In which all my irresponsibilities
Call out to be healed or given the keys

And what will happen in the morning?

The weekend feeds on the drugs
I could be pacing Crosby Street
But here I am recuperating

The monster movie o assimilationist!
O missa pange lingua --

Responsibility is almost as attractive to me
As a restored Austin-Healey

Crossing against the light
In an old ratty overcoat
From the days before good winter coats
And before insensitive love

Imploding diarists
Know where the light-waves
Credential the flora

Can't you feel the critic
Bearing down even now?