Early this morning there was a
dream of our little girl dog so
recently gone and I was about to
cover her with a blanket as she snoozed on
the bed then saw it was really
me in a tiny dog costume so I
walked on after the briefest cuddle and
in the morning proper started
to wash last night’s leftovers and
with one sponge swipe the wineglass is
reduced by a third with no blood—
Thank you great goddess of the wide
earth thank you goddess of recycling thank
you goddess who loves laughter thank you
Tag: laughter
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it must have been an hour or so
that I sat and strained was it screams
or through too many panes laughter
or worse I thought that was bone bumping
glass there again do I ring the filth
and ruin two evenings or save one
life or am I adding one and one
and getting mayonnaise or am I
next up on the newstainment prank show
I hear some express affection as
though they were paid by the decibel
but it’s hard for me to imagine
or maybe through slats my wide eyes
helped them coin a fresh entertainment
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who can bear more wailing about
hundreds of afternoons slumped on a
mound of sand with a single palm
tree tall and straight & quick home to
my mother the microwave quick
Gilligan’s Monkees Dream of What’s Diff’rent
Happening!! The Jeannie I Favorite
Strokes My Martian Island all better than
me cornered with their oh so funny
no escape Flintstones or fucking
Scooby-Doo, I do hate you but
I kept it shut as instructed
and when old enough for the key, you see
it’s more cheap food and laughter, canned
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back from the moon again this icicle laughter in my hair
(First published in Heliosparrow.)
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