Wet ride this morning.
Chalk bricks trying to absorb
pulling it in cold wood
old wood.
Paper mats.
His wet feet uncovered, yes?
Flat cats lick his feet.
Vapor socks.
Lick sneaker pump.
Lick vapor swoosh.
And those feet stir.
Now he’s caressing some space saying:
“Hi. I will stab you in your leg.”
Really? Well.
I don’t see a knife.
Hopping past.
Hoping stone
soon dry
out.
i like this, but can’t place why. really like ‘lick vapor swoosh,’ and wet imagery.
“Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.”
—Franz Kafka
sure, kafie was no peppy percy, but this one really depressed me. we can’t even hope for the revolution? guess i’ll just watch more will ferrell movies.
i like this, but can’t place why. really like ‘lick vapor swoosh,’ and wet imagery.
“Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.”
—Franz Kafka
sure, kafie was no peppy percy, but this one really depressed me. we can’t even hope for the revolution? guess i’ll just watch more will ferrell movies.