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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Poem for V (‘s birthday)

Everybody’s got a little light under the sun

yes, who can measure time
that saturn live symphony shakes
booty around the dog star
has it water cooler patience
true believer in breakfast foods
what part of the day i say
shiftwork is light to read by
both endings of dirty novels
mouth born of black coffee
hands me down songbooks of
snow lions covered in long pillows
it’s the house where funked lyric
celebrates those nineties on muralled walls
it’s enough poetry to voice the late DJ


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