George Washington Sits Behind The Wheel Of His Brand New 1967 Skylark Nov 7, 2017
it was like two birds
curving about each other, claws extended, screeching
but never touching
like napoleon staring at the sphinx
like the stars just after a meteor
when every dark part around the center of your vision
might yet be another
like bugs bunny in the brief moment he faces the audience
while turning around into the barrel of a shotgun
like steam skating across the surface of a lake
and not like the turtle slipping in
like a stack of firewood that falls over
when no one is looking, like that time in upstate New York
at my dad's cabin
like napoleon sucking on a big red milkshake straw
while down the road a woman in a fur coat walks her poodle
and holds a red balloon
George Washington Sits Behind The Wheel Of His Brand New 1967 Skylark
links to: where does the song go when the needle is lifted?
linked from:
- in low orbit over a sea of objects
- the failure of linearity
- Valentine
all writing, chronological
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