Monday, March 11, 2013

Your Hangers-On


Go dancing
with your hangers-on
till dawn.

Après cela
go to an all-night boite
to eat

seared chunks of saumon
en brochette,
sliced beet with goat cheese

with the barest squeeze
of jalapeno juice.
From this, deduce

you’ve done
your duty
to their beauty.

Now stop.
Let the damned things


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