Thursday, March 13, 2014

TO THE HUNGRY DANCER—

If talent were just
hot tomato 
soup, kiddo—we'd both

be living famously
off your great bottom-
less 

bowls—of that goopy good
cream of 
vermillion stuff—

soothed warm 
and sated—and impervious 
to upwards 

of about—ten million
more 
of this second 

and long 
city's—thoroughly 
frustrating

re-
auditions of winter.

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