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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, January 30, 2012

It’s Come to This



instead of combing a paper full of news
we only truly enjoy predictions
when the lights need to stay on
& there is time to practice excuses
there is a science dedicated to disappearing
amidst flamenco dancers and their guitarists
so i keep a passport in my nightstand
ready in case of the untelevised riot
we cringe at the silent spring
ignoring the notion under cover of social niceties
where i am an elvis with rattling chest
who does not despise the gambler
even though it is his faults
that remind me how i must survive