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you are crabgrass & vodka

Posted to Action Poetry




you are dry as driftwood there is nothing to you
you are crabgrass & vodka on a tray in a lunch room
pointless purgatory of yer inaction & disappointment
you are vapid, inert, poised to do something
just poised, remain poised, prepared, preserved
crouch to spring, don't spring just rest at rest
hopelessly nailed to the chair
with a hopeless nail and a nailed chair
sing yakatuzza
sing yak yakatuzza
da ta ba ta
oooomlaut! oooomlaut!
you cry out yer hymn to a haiku sky
unmoving
unmoved
still here



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