Friday, August 15, 2008

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Somebody Googled Del Ray The Only Way

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“In which online social networking systems do you actively participate?”
“We just get old and shrivel up, right?”

                                                                                             Unable
to describe the color of the bay.  A vibrant gray?

Water-skiing as an adolescent.  Sunburn.  Re
cede into the present (with aplomb)
to order lunch.  Not my lunch.  This me,
trying to tell a story here, aka

my rather slaphappy way to acknowledge
death as the brand new stuff.

Try explaining a stye to someone who’s never had one.
(Try explaining style to someone who’s never had one.)

“Del Ray lives in California and is a poet and teacher.”

Still no color.  Colorless.  Comfortable in my own sex.

A nice blue Serengeti sky.