" It's smoky and gross out
here! " Metabolism complained.
I got a new orange lighter
yesterday. The blaze was contained
in a setting as tranquil as Patriot
missles would allow. Tighter
parrots would kick over salt-
rimmed glasses, stinging her eyes.
He reasoned that it wasn't HIS fault
those kids near Virginia Beach died
of such a supple flu, as Great White
played on, and on. All Metabolism
wanted to know was: how quickly
can we get through this? A child,
HIV-positive, gets sneakily missing
and without her head to guide us
sits up in a Carolina woods. Kissing
makes any space it folds in mild.
"For god's sake, peasant, open
the window!" she bawled. But it was
just another advertisement, for
something called space.

2003/02/28 08:24:51


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