Saturday, June 26, 2010

little red
baby's shoe,
always wondered why it was there.
orange sky
like marmalade,
against black toast
(tombstone heads)
thinking about
nothing at all,
really
maybe the way
water squirts
under my shoe.
new shoe
(with neon pink laces)
i may look like
i am jogging but
i assure you sir
i am running sir

oh my god
get out of the way bitch
and you too,
owner-of-said-bitch
blocking my path
with your poo

i can smell
coffee and bread
from the house
across the street
i
wonder if
the little boy has woken up yet.

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