Thursday, February 26, 2009

dccclxxxviii

Another Methane Burger

She died the most beautiful death,
even more descriptive than this pair
of greens that clash with one another.
The poetry of Grey Gardens is
all I would ever need just dying.
And then Fort Chaffee burned
like a soul covered in ash under this
green on green tablecloth. January
10th it’s official: I am now a key
that will unlock a heavy door
. So
I try to broadcast this. One day I
woke up and wanted to sleep with
him. Turn the lights off and
make it the worst one ever.