Wednesday, March 2, 2016

TIME'S A WASTIN

It's like how—wild secret fortunes
of crystalline
ice money

resplendent and clinging—

like fuckall
to the under-
side of your Chevy,

are, at best—the grotesque
province of a few
slender

robins—and of those brasher
avenue rats.


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