Wednesday, May 22, 2002

tailpipe dreams

misaligned mirrors shine a light on the white and the scattered wrappers and shredded convenience store straws. beams of love through the modern makeover package. stripped of identity and meaning, the day plods before me like the golden ghost horse of tomorrow. zapped and gleaned, stretched and cleaned, the morass, the crevasse, the golden arches of the rising valley. breast bags and tulips, sandwich bags and quick sips. all in a day's work behind the invisible plow, the modern cow. compensation for the deliverance of excess and desire. who delivers the feed and the fire?


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