Friday, April 26, 2013

viles on exile.


i'm a telephone wire-
strung and electrified
one way toll collect can kids
never busied
held in working order
never busied

my hands are overextended
quite often awkwardly met

(with empty dictations) 

you're a curator waiting for the painter
modern day damien-

i've just muddled too many colors in my watering mug
too youthful and expectant
never outgrown these deer parks
wandering, shot, trot ridden, marsh pills

phantom prancers, derby steeds

task mannequins, the day-to-day

businessmen guised in vintage band sleeves
working nines to rent quarters and welcome mats

never home
always working daughters
never home

exhausted continuance
necessary distraction

no commitment.
no commitments
this is no remittance.

staycations and train stops.
complaints and day spas.

i'm.

just.

trying.

to.be.

someone.

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