.
father time
is high up
in the desert
pushing over off
a cliff
forever.
hamds and kneefs
andt old beardd frvr and evr amen.
.
She was slick.
It spoke animalia.
at the
naked lake:
lips like gravy.
crunch on my skull just a bit for fun
slipping songs a siren.
lost for great;
an inkblot on a lemon
.
and so they threw dirt clods at the retarded kid and ran home for
salami sandwiches.
it was summer again.
