Tuesday, October 8, 2013

AIRPLANE MODE

Hey kid, why
don't you
turn
off that hither- 
and- 
thithering—chatterbox
of a thing 

and just 
look up!—and listen;

aspirating 
out from a summer's old  

bag 
of innuendo tricks,

—a tickling wind!

and 
suddenly—
every fall

leaf in the tree laughing!

"Why go on?"

Now—look down
at that leafy 

bramble 
of burntyellow
orange stuff that's swirling

around 
on the long-shadow ground,

and see 
how it really

brings-
out the 
true green—of every

miraculous damn crushed pack of Newport 
100's on the lawn!

Why go on?