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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Funny Boy

For Jimmy

part of the palate old mannish
that’s the may of music industry
failure of the kidneys in whiteness
manners under privileged wagons
awrapped in cheap blankets widowed
by that angry generation of the stolen
organs that are connected to elements
how inhumane we die of lack of neighbors
absorbed anew in a stationless blue
i’ve screwed a muse or two
but never in the dark of the business day
repaired by the careful animation of roadkill
the best of our own circles and why we are here
if that’s what you want, funny boy

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