secure
they won't fall-
grates on the ground
don't step on those-
it's a long way down
peter, peter
rainbow bike
towels in every color
smoke curtains
was there blue in your blood?
and how did you know?
you were the first-
i see it now-
yes!
rain on a tin roof
question this!
why is a dead dog red?
and who has the power to say it?
you miniscule woman-
you are nothing but sludge
i am a catfish-
a catfish, i say!
will you pepper me
and fry me in cornmeal?
it shall be the best meal
you ever ate.
nov. 2002