Sunday, August 05, 2012

mdclxxxix

...its crisp woodsy scent will stimulate your senses...
                               —on a can of shave gel

There’s no doubt my brain is. Buttered
bookspread for breakfast. Out to pick up
quarters and a quartet of sunflowers.

Shower first class then open priority mail.
Later, a bowl of rice from Greece. Step in
to a marketing campaign, dole out five

hundred dollars. Call Sante Fe so nobody
can answer [Did I dress okay?]. In my
dream [title: All the Hills of Singapore]

I keep waiting for the lady to ask about
the pink honeysuckle. We each purchased
a glowstick (same make and model)

proving genius of marketing campaign.

There's no doubt my brain is.