LIVING
LET’S DO SOME LIVING AFTER WE DIE
You will remember these days one day when your fragrant
sister is all a fire with longing for your Arabian friend Body
yet crumpled Skin un-crepey (creepy..) Mind questing to be
as smart as you or anyone Doesn’t yet know she’s smart like
whip And is not yet a mother
U 2 eating giant subs while your lithe girlfriend dances like a
young Storm y You will remember these days Right now they
escape like tadpoles tossed down the drain or into the can Only
to morph into frogs+princes when it’s too late That’s no way to
set your tadpoles free
These days that run away like wild horses But u 2 have no way of
knowing this yet Yesterday midges were flying up my nose +
hundreds of them swarming my own brother’s mouldering ear I
remember a kickass girl in cowboy boots (Mary) coming to pick
him up Easy Skanking blaring White convertible His cowboy boots
snakeskin (like Keef ‘s in the Wild Horses video..)
Father long dead smiling a crooked smile Dying brain cells on a
rampage most days Once I wrote that children are the immortals
among us To a big brouhaha And they still are Needing to be told
to get out of the $15 plastic pool when it’s lightening out I implore u to
imprint your sister’s smooth skin +her rabid belief in every word you say
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SPRING 2018 for Sonny+Rachel
songanddancegirl 
What’s all this then? Mary fricken Otto?