Friday, June 17, 2005

ode 2 muses

a diesel engine pours tears into the pedal
I, control
I, cog
rest nonetheless

none the eels taste like chicken
it’s been forgotten that chicken tastes
my guesses are like nipples

my guesses bullets

Margarita guesses pomegranate
Margarita is not the name of my muse
Margarita is the name I gave to whom might be speaking with me
Margarita for lack of a better word

Margarita for a better world
rest in peace less, this meal unfinished is the site of a revolution

on a microbial level revolution ferments Lenin amoeba

an engine to idle by

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