Life is funny.
It's daunting. At the corner
where birch bends your ear
You've fallen
to the ground. Sans Maria
a sly fox woofs down berries from underneath
your arm. It's cancer. Life
is funny. It's daunting.
Apple sunrise for dessert.
Cherry Cobbler for dinner.
Cola, cola everywhere and not a drink to drink.
It's life. It's funny. It's moonshine
before bed and barndoors at sunrise.
Peach pie for breakfast. That cow's
a bum for your sweetness. An acre
of rising. An hour later
the bear shine up birch and swallows
rain like willows bending in your ear;
Life, it's funny. It's daunting. It's life.
It's cancer, your cancer. You'll get it.
The cure is life. It's lessons. It's daunting.
You'll get it.
You'll get it.
You'll get it.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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