Thursday, April 3, 2008

WALK, MAN

THERE'S A FOOT THAT
EXPANDED SO MUCH THAT
IT LOOKED LIKE A BULLFROGS BUBBLE.
I PASSED A GIRL WITH
A TRENCH COAT ON THE STREET
WHO WAS LAUGHING
TO HERSELF AND FELT
SELF CONSCIOUS BECAUSE
I THOUGHT SHE KNEW I HAD
FORGOTTEN THE EGGS
FOR MY DINNER.
SO WHEN I CAME HOME
I PUT ON MUSIC TO DROWN OUT
THE SOUNDS OF SEX
IN THE OTHER ROOM AND
CHOPPED UP MY MEMORIES
OF WHEN LOVERS LANE
USED TO BE FILLED WITH
DOZENS AND DOZENS OF
CHIRPING BIRDS ALL
HARMONIZING AT ONCE.

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