Thursday, October 30, 2008

hey coos

beets, please, not olives
i never met a menace
that i didn't like

the magistrate comes
"the tomatoes are rotting"
it was all my fault

in wicker baskets
presentation is power
deafening a stain

think critically
the lieutenant finds his way
discipline later

worms sprout from lettuce
everything is a target
my hair is knotted

for the tallest girl
i'm sorry i broke your eggs
they were so sticky

open the window
i never met a minute
that i didn't time

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

william carlos williams