Za's Stair - Thunder Closet

I am me as you see me
And we are here for me and not each other
See how it runs like a squid from the sun
See how it flies. It's dying

Santayana, Ginsberg
Reading both and then sleep
Dislocation foreplay. Epigraph your vee-jay
"Gosh I've had a rotten time," said no man ever

I am the leg man. They aren't the leg men

See how it stains, like vomit on a plane
See how it runs. Its dying. It's drying

Opalescent thin mints
Speckled on a peach in May
Haberdasher bonnets. Insurrection sonnets
Rennet in quite large amounts
And half a Yorkie pie

I am the leg man
They aren't the leg men

Written by:
Frank DiPietro

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