TOMORROW
TOMMOROW TOMORROW I LOVE YOU TOMORROW
Today I read something like: When you look in the mirror
the Devil stands beside you and shows you the worm
inside the rose I was riffing on shaving my head as I
struggled with my coiffure It certainly would be easier
An older look to be sure my luncheon friend demurred
But the worm was whispering:
You are entering the Sublime Decline fair rose!
It’s true Yesterday I dozed briefly as I drove the local
highway Dangerously flirting with the long repose
It may very well be time to hang up my eyelash curlers
After all it is my dream to swim with the Dolphins soon
And not kill them with Nutriesse 564 A red so vibrant it
screams Victorian whore or Annie And not in a good way
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April 21, 2012
