the staggering near
sighted old man clutching
at the two halfs of an unmittigating
corral, I dont care for.
the grimace and fishbreath
fingerling in an all too aparently not automobile,
, I dont. care. for. No, not even that,
is that I dont consider. Take it all back,
roll it up and digest it under the pressure
of an magnetic planet.
instead, see that mid air gobbling seagull,
competing with ohm, listening to roaring perfumes
and clangor and jilting and buffered canteloupes and other things that are not nearly
as great or necessary as mid air gobbling
.
and come to think of it, I have never seen a turkey gobble.
I have seen , though, a sea gull
gobble in midair.
Thursday, September 16
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