Wednesday, April 08, 2015


Infinite Flush

Flush it once
and it never
stops.  Flushing

like always a
Cherry red

to the bitter
end.  That’s
how you get

a croaked
spinster.  By
contrast, a

wolf can be
heard.  Its
tinny howl

splits the
silence into
two gargantuan

curtains.  You
know you’re a
goner when

the opening act
lasts forever
(and ever).