Monday, July 11, 2011

Something has changed if a party
means this much – no,
that’s a lie – they always have:
I’d black out from excitement,
It all, too much, like in C’s
sky-house, a drink or a pill straight
from the thimble, it rained all over
the famous people’s wedding, all the big girls
wore big bathing suits,
bathing suits plus skirts,
and a little blue blood flicked
upon my shirt, shoulder, collar.

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