Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Cough

It could be at full desperation
or even
at pathetic attempts to get lucky
that the
skinny part robs dusting with flare
or opposite
the thick, sweet spot, if you will
stops you dead in tracks.
Whatever the outcome maybe
you'll be feeling the exertion it took
to get caught up
in the instance.
Might that be all you could
ask for?
That is how I feel.
Kill ox, hate ox, chop down
a tree.
Little furry cow brought joy to a few.
But that's permanent,
more,
a lot more,
than we
may say about
you.

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