Saturday, September 13, 2014

Money Over Easy

it's always monday somewhere
they serve weird salad in the breakfast cafe
sidewalks click back to heel steps
five things happen in order and
yes yes you do and heaven
has heard of it

I wanted science

silence fills pockets with lint.
peace. a fluttering migration
brings itself down at night
in a land where the locals
never heard of monday
hang their laundry on ghost drones
who fly slowly to catch
the sailing wet white sheets
the numerous socks
forever unmatched
each color

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