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The air was breathing, but I nearly suffocated
In my sarcophagus
Where the antelopes wear underwear on their antlers:
On my mantle, memories recede, but cost of living
Adjustments dance the
Charleston at the Rosebud of resplendent nostalgia:
The walls are dripping, and tonight the faces are on the
Ceiling, are
They are suspiciously silent:
There was a fire tonight, when the world weary smile:
There was a pillow plummeting like invisible carbon in a
Passion play:
If this is only going from A to B and back again, how
Come when I clothes my eyes, I see bedsprings and
Excrement in deep focus:
Dirty deals that only I am privy to, elegant cobblestone
Goblets, bone
Orchard china, parsips and lichen:
Puke on me, Delores:
Are you married or lesbian, are you a celibate Buddist
Acolyte
Or are you just detached and unavailable like me:
More to the point where are you : where were you:
I went to the high school reunion, and Delores, there was
No puke:
It's a sad lonely song by the barnyard, 'cause Delores
Ain't sick to
Her stomach no more: