Thursday, January 24, 2013

you

chugging bullets off the wings of a cow a cow a round-about cow
who dreams of plato, potatoes, fresh flowers and you
you in the milky ways and fragrant, milk-fed lands
you in the prime of your honorable, upright self
you who was, is, am, were so supple and sweet
who made my life a little more complete
chugging bullets off the wings of a cow, a cow, a pretty patchwork cow
many misses kisses much in places

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