1.
Traveling South
on a slow boat to
China, land of babies
and economy
like a two-ton bag
of cat litter, held
within a burning
framework of
metal, bump and squeal
of engine coming
to a realization that
her heart was a small
fist glimmering
in a small fountain
and bright,
spirited
aura
the color of
an orange
peel.
2.
Take a long look at your past
wolves dripping saccharin
from their tongues
the girls kept
singing and spraying
like an autistic skunk
who appears to be covered
in mucus
wads of cotton padding
her bottom lip quivering
in anticipation
for the fall of man,
he was a sorry case.
1 comment:
'singing and spraying like an autistic skunk who appears to be covered in mucus...'
-so impressed with our stream of consciousness stylings! i'm glad we haven't been slow enough at work to give this another go, but imagine all our creations if we had the time!
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