No Bones in My Ice Cream
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
CYCLE
(for Chris Knight)
I am the gorilla man.
I rampage
nightly, unchecked
as a cemetery wind.
To stop me, they display
a doily
silken
handmade
mesmerizing
(written June 1988, if you can believe that Chris)
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