Saturday, September 29, 2012


The water hose was left running
We came out the spout
hand in hand but eyes
in all directions

slack jawed eels told us
which way to flow
swampland orgies where they're
building the City

With both hands she lifts up
electric lines, budding
liquid light

it is beautiful but

For anything
     Don't let go

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