like the little creatures or beetles
sees scarab or sun burst as the best in the rainy days
they gather in long lines with the rainbows / patterns linikng those the same near those the lame like some sort of widnow display
the onlookers--oh, so quiet peddlers trying to get in that first door, but not quite upstairs because that makes for commitment and many just dont know who handles that kind of strong flavor, not to mention the allergies
just puke it the parking lot to relieve the pressure and drive some more
maybe all the way to albuquerque and back again like the nuclear reactions those beetles will outlast removing any chance for stomach pains or the salt licks
and the cold outside just seetles in the bones and the strong souls have risen to a higher level left us for the time being a sudden lightening just pierced through the styrofoam and she thinks chemistry: diels-alders too many organic compounds to memorize, but the fondness of finding a place to linger - she'll linger a bit fellas just a moment or two for the memory and maybe longer for the always looking to tomorrow sum the yesterdays
the yesterways link chain link fences around the suburban homes that you are supposed to move into like the little legs on the beetles paddle
around the water tank there are moments of quiet to acknolwedge those in passing it seems that the poetry is supposed to revel or revere the words in such a manner eloquent
-Farewall Dr. John Hogg (1/20/2008) - you were a mentor and your memory will be cherished.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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