what is love but one lizard trying to catch the other?
the other one, darting away
the glimpse of
the curve of
a tail. the thought of all those little lizard feet.
its enough to make me cry, daddy.
wear am i going to go with a lizard
wearing these shoes, my boa constrictor belt
made in Turkey by orphans
and love-starved slaves. Where have I seen them before?
All with their heads down, those limp bandanas they wore
wrapped around their heads
they held up their heads,
the snow caps in the background glistening.
show me the winter lizard.
i do not believe he exists.
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show me the winter lizard
I do not believe it exists,
the snowcaps in the background,
their held up heads
those limp bandanas they wore,
those love starved ones-
Where have I seen them before?
Maybe in Turkey. Orphans,
wearing boa constrictor shoes.
Where am I going to go with a Lizard?
Its enough to make me cry, daddy.
the tail, all those little lizard feet.
the curve of
the glimpse of
the other one, darting away.
Monday, November 7, 2011
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