July 20, 2006

Love words are plopping

The scariest guy in town
sits on a bus bench
beside his sweetie true.
His prison-gym forearms
coiled energy
  all Pop-Eye'd and snarling
  with frenzied shag
end at knotted hands
tranquill in her lap.
Driving past you can hear
love words plopping
like hash 
onto metal trays
out of that 
crazy-Joe 
bushy beard.
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I l-o-v-e this one.

Posted by: kim at July 23, 2006 10:15 PM

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