25.8.13

catshipgrin [???]13

the concert thickens
apropos
of thinning
the hair from
me from
my head,
and the
thief whose
in bed

with the cat
while the shark is tied to the poet
and swimming into the ship to get
it to know it

what??? the thief
& the cat, who
said that???

the think of it!
the grin to buzz at the pollen
the sip of petals to the sip
of beez

i am trying hard to
locate my shiftiness
and quit it of smoking cigarettes

in the looming dark, or  by the shape
of a lim-lit park

it's the quack which makes it watery,

the same as when the mast
barks at the "e" tells it "get back
inside" its gruff yellowed voice
(the same yellow as my shifty
fingers) the
iris rest my case against a beam of light
beer is
disgusting! no more sad
than done made

i am i am iam
one more i am from
4 in a row.
though it takes 6 cats to row
a ship to the place i last grinned.

i know i know
.

this menagerie is beastly.
i am the softest ever,
the loud, lounge
cage.

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