Tuesday, September 13, 2005

INVOCATION

Read my horoscope
The newspaper
How many druids
How many lightbulbs
Be precise
Stop this intoxication
At least until the next one
Lift me Jesus
The particulars
An angry shout spraying vinegar
A day at the Museum of Modern Art
Invitations and promises
None of these phones work
I’m slipping snippets
I can’t guess
Give me the rule book
Transylvania instruction manual
Dirty fingers on a callous farm
I’m productive but dizzy
In the gun room
A bullet proof window
These shadows full of holes
Regis, Mary, and Joseph
Did you hear the one about the fat comedian?
I’d tell it, but it makes me burp

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