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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Coyote’s Lunch

blake was a family entheogen
so gay for the green box
worn inside out for luck
old matt was a nice guy
who, mud-covered by the cult
before the factory heretic
took acid on the back porch
i was a silent partner
made audiences & raised a tit
this was in a chicago subway
that eatery of the culture hero
kidnaps in new jersey outside art
fault lies always on the husband
in free cable television visions


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