Slow Train Coming (007)

Saturday August 4, 2012 § Leave a comment


sharing a Coke between pursed lips    cap low    you talk like a barman gruff and
vernacular      a pretty walk tottering on bibliophile’s legs      ideas thick as nettles
verging the path, gathering cicada      piquant and conversant       slow hum of leisure drowning out revellers
                      we find our isolation                   your jailbait smile   my rococo
dependencies            a mixed bag      where we clarified our opposition

                       & the most tender handjob I ever had

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