| by Mike Boyle |
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| (October 25th, 2004) |
| i wonder what real poets do if their cages rattle or if they paint graveyards for dead friends because they just disappeared somekind of sloth got me today must have been 100 degrees in the shop ac broken heat and noise coming off machines finally, someone came in to fix it late afternoon sd, "it's hot in here, eh?" "no," ron said, "this is what a sauna is supposed to feel like" then there were some jokes about it like i imagine people on death row joke how some people pay for this kind of heat in healthclubs wrongsure... too hot glassafterglass of water stinking sweat i wonder why the real poets don't talk about stuff like this or why guys in factories don't write poems about it then i get home and don't wonder at all because i'm spent |
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