Saturday, February 21, 2004

1046

There I disintermediated the breathing
Of striped docents with a howdy,
It was a life lesson I cared not to impose
On mushy blimp stages. I carded the yokels
For yuks. They were cool with it
When I explained it's how we do things
On the moon. Frou-frou daybreak
Clattering its martyr arias again. Admirable.