Friday, July 18, 2008
cask ale headache
the cock crows at 5PM 
       mad hungover
dying of thirst
making the worst of it

a valiant blob of intelligence
grabs hold of a toothbrush,
a trophy, and a handwritten will,
jumps out the window
and turns into a tourist,
checking his watch 
as every reality he's ever known
is distorted,  thinned out,
and spun well around his frame

O cocoon,
take me home soon 

Written at 12:16 AM by kiai copy machine.
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