| No Liquour in the House Kenward Elmslie |
I. Lizzie Murder Music included, cue accident. Loose teeth (long run) affordable. Affable Ishy, handsome rambler. Despite familial dread (plot) stuck with bus & burb Macheath. Prissy? He clarifies butter! Death Breath time scrambler. 2. Proffers cold Dutch lips. Yet another kiss from Youth Hell. Need my zzzzzs, so nibble mesclun, wolf Cherry Garcia. Arrogant prick! I mutter-mutter hot threat. Move O-U-T. Hotel. Rewrites? Quel horreur! Gee, I once went to a Dr. Swee. A- 3. squat, Jack Beeson, as if homeless, snacked, seersucker impeccable, on the sidewalk, pre-gig. Coffee-cig truce. Philip Roth (breakthroughcivilized discourse) now a recluse. Helen of Troy sashay is how I'd walk through killing fields, back to boyhood. Blue Nile source. from Agenda Melt, (Adventures in Poetry, 2004) |
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