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279. february 8, 2011
The pink looking-glass print PJ's
are flame-retardant. That's the almost eel,
oily, left-out depressing texture
you feel... Eyes just as large then-- glued
to the wallpaper ceiling trim; train of ga(s)ping lions
pleading paws through three window bars,
giraffe asses crammed into circus freight.
In the morning (before one is rescued from
such childhood frienemies' yippie poodles)--
all intrepid family members (Mickey, Goofy,
Minnie) will die of dysentery on the dark trail... Back
away from the junior miss department.
OK, those blister red diamonds,
symmetric bursts of clubs, white spades
on knee highs (for Pokerface preteens)
--will fit. The late bloomer's eternally
knock-knee'd stocking size. And aren't
leopart prints just nature's polka-dots, Buttons?
.
These are for you, birthday girl. Enjoying
the Fabio of the big-budget parody porn world,
the best kind of popcorn to choke upon, ha ha!
cop-out ending. this will be part I. of the: strange circus imagery i stared at when i couldn't sleep at night (also in my own childhood bedroom, my maternal grandmother's terrifying painting of clowns...)
week41: 1
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
The pink looking-glass print PJ's
are flame-retardant. That's the almost eel,
oily, left-out depressing texture
you feel... Eyes just as large then-- glued
to the wallpaper ceiling trim; train of ga(s)ping lions
pleading paws through three window bars,
giraffe asses crammed into circus freight.
In the morning (before one is rescued from
such childhood frienemies' yippie poodles)--
all intrepid family members (Mickey, Goofy,
Minnie) will die of dysentery on the dark trail... Back
away from the junior miss department.
OK, those blister red diamonds,
symmetric bursts of clubs, white spades
on knee highs (for Pokerface preteens)
--will fit. The late bloomer's eternally
knock-knee'd stocking size. And aren't
leopart prints just nature's polka-dots, Buttons?
.
These are for you, birthday girl. Enjoying
the Fabio of the big-budget parody porn world,
the best kind of popcorn to choke upon, ha ha!
cop-out ending. this will be part I. of the: strange circus imagery i stared at when i couldn't sleep at night (also in my own childhood bedroom, my maternal grandmother's terrifying painting of clowns...)
week41: 1
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day