And Then I Woke Up
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Knightly Knee

in the fern park, and yanked by the trousers of song

gives steel to the black root of an eye

but still meets starlight only half-way.

Jack frost and his henchmen out prowling

yesterday's hairy buffalo on their shoulders

ankle-cloud, loud-clicking, and why not

beach-glow an un-tearable distance

yellow kinetic, metal, petal

Then canopied store-front muscles itself

(the flames are porn-movie, silent, but in color
frigidaire doorknobs in a forest)


haircut, haircut imposed by a husband.

these thin sentences feel like my soul

i want a long sentence

(not

cramped)

with

her

me

us.

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f

now I remember what I

you see

shit

"a handbag on the moon"

h

where the hell is Alice? where's she fucking gone!?

8

and now here's the damn mailman, bringing some unpaid bills.

7

off with his head! off with his head!

j

out of my head!! out of my head!!

j

At least I'll be getting an audience with the Queen, and that'll be interesting.

t

8gh

I'll never go back to the bastards

j

because I can't stand prison food

j

But the meadow's turned dry

h

and it's just all over for a while, y'know?

k

kk

It's not easy, dying, but we all have a go

h

h

years later,

j

one of Karl Marx's daughters, Eleanor, was asked to reminisce about what it was like growing up

j

with the founder of the communist movement. He was a big guy. She recalled that

h

one day, when she was a little girl, he sat her on is knee and he said to her, "For all the terrible

j

crimes of christianity, I can almost forgive it. Because it brought something new into the

j

world, the worship, of the child."

h

mh

I'm late, I'm late, said that bloody cute bunny rabbit

h

but at least now I know

h

that it's never too late

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