By the guppy
Date: 18 August 2000

apparent

rainbows and landfills disguised
they are prized possessions of the walking man's mind
faced with foreclosure
distracted by chapped lips of victory
a virgin's teardrop
a lacewing squashed in the mud
nothing's holy if it doesn't pump blood of our own
believe in the heaven of the bare-breasted
shaven-thighed
alcohol imbibing question mark next to you
she won't keep you warm
but she will keep you out of the face of the storm
and erase all the things you have yet to learn
about rainbows and landfills disguised

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