Monday, March 17, 2008

dclviii

jogging with meat in it

yesterday it was the butterfly bushes
(or beating the butterflies out of the bushes)

today it’s Chinese witch hazel
(because it’s red?)
swung like a censer next to the fencerow

close your eyes
and check for the grumbles

who’s for lunch?

“if you’re going to take her in on Saturday
you need to change the carpet appointment
which I was so excited about”

                                                                        and then the
jumbles which nobody even cares about
check them too

then let’s drive to Berkeley
and get naked with a 40-year old


but driving is the ultimate hassle