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Drought
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We go marching
 1
2 x 2 to
 2
live in the zoo
 3
and eat shiny cocktails
 4
that taste just
 5
like mom used to make.
 6
 
 
Where did the whirl go?
 7
Why is this frenzy about letting go
 8
and jiving out?
 9
Wouldn't that come naturally,
 10
like sci-fi to Kilgore Trout?
 11
 
 
We're pouring out
 12
through sieves and wires.
 13
Growing towards electricity
 14
like trees,
 15
but refusing to believe that
 16
we do tree things.
 17
We have no roots.
 18
 
 
We're in ca hoots
 19
with Dionysus and German warfare.
 20
Woh Man! Don't go there!
 21
Sweep the floor with that
 22
brushing criticism
 23
and let the truth lie in
 24
a water bed to
 25
rock on artificial tides.
 26
 
 
We collide in frenzy
 27
streetlights are electric
 28
dandelions that kiss
 29
our heads in citrine clarity.
 30
Stars are just the canopy
 31
and our fever lies in the gravity
 32
of moments.
 33
We slow like this
 34
and lick the juices of sweet
 35
connections that speak
 36
in blood and rhythm.
 37
 
 
What's the tempo?
 38
Do we still have room to grow
 39
or is it time for
 40
weeding?
 41
 
 
Dollops of sagebrush
 42
dot the tan fields of drought.
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28 Oct 09

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oh yes!

de lighted!!

canto find anything i'd change in my read

thanks

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This reminds me of slam poetry... love it.
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