By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 14 August 2000
Never Mind Alla That
Apollo's hands up my skirt
make me forget the chipped formica tabletop
and cockroaches scuttling across the counter
toward the cannisters of sugar and flour and coffee and lollipops
don't say anything
and don't turn on the radio
my eyes are closed
and it's enough to focus on the
creeping surprise
that always takes me and strands me
on an unnamed island
you give good sunburn
thank Diana I'm through
with the screening process
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