Tuesday, November 18, 2014

MIDDLEWEST SUTRA VORTEX

Practice your most serene 
streak of a 
half-smile—today for

at least—
as long as it 
takes for the overripe 

avocado green and
chartreuse mottled 
dogshit—that's currently

chortling—variously down
your dominant 
hand's middle 

and index 
and little ring
fingers—to just

relax—and hush-
up—for long enough
to freeze solid.