BLU-RAY RERUN
eleven inch snowfalls in Montana...,”
even with
the screen talking back wanting to
time-travel
it back to potato-cook time in the
sideyard next
to our apartment building, drives out to
Henry
the Eight’s Tudorville envying the
houses, yards,
cars, “Some day....,” that came and went
and
the next generation’s ballet and soccer
legs dance/lance
through the door out into “Seeya soon”
estate-planned
hopefulness.
SOUBRETTE
recycling the (unread) last few
chapters
of the
Lennon-Starr-McCartney-Harrison
cult(ural) meditation, remembering my
uncle Jake banking it all day, but
came
sundown and pass the (les jambs / the
legs)
sax, ascending into a heaven of flesh
plains, rains, mountains, until the
number
dawn re-rose.
SCRIPTURALIZE
Scripturalize the Saturday morning
chocolate
cheesecake muffins and latté, the guy
talking
about company-taxes as if he were on
FACE
THE NATION, the lox and cream
cheese
bagelists, sylphs
and brawn, big game today
against the U. of Mercury, the little
(10)
guy and his cranberry juice and bagel
talking
about last night’s basketball score
(232) in
Lansing Swamp Middle School’s battle
with
End of the Rope Central, how come
mid-October’s
not colder and how come so much sun,
look
at those green tights legs, sucking
on her
coffee, Waitress #23 six months away
from
finishing her nursing degree at
Bloodluck
Hospital, Bernadete looking like four
hundred
and twenty instead of her usual Civil
War
age.
Bio: Fox just hit 78, 110 books published over last 50 years, the
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and e-books, beginning to see the printed world as a kind of medieval war over
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