Something for Zazie

all the boxes out of the closet sat here a good part of the day smoked lullaby of the leaves repeated for hours didn�t see a donkey or an ant saw a lot of sky saw the trees burn for the girls (who didn�t show) counted stains til the weatherman came collecting (I gave him 2 comas and my old watch battery) heard the astronomy of the glassblowers just as thrilling(and fleeting) as the string in the blue man in the star�s beard heard the rattle of the dogs as they tuned the streetlamps on Desolation Row to dimmer heard mama said repeated all I could do was turn my collar up heard the insects coming but I couldn�t turn the river from the beginning it was attempting to cut played skill with the future she had nice breasts and laughed better than the wooden indian down at Red�s Get A Coastline With Yer Name On It but I couldn�t deal with her frogs drank tea drank tea drank tea smoked while the sun frosted away drank tea clipped a close up from the coloring book but they have laws against sneak peeks here passed my crayons to a cloud (out for free time after losing 2 planets) who had insulated pockets he began to cry when the crayons melted would have touched Marianne but wind(untitled and refusing to fade) said sorry no details

saw a yellow cat with a cedar box gave him 5 bucks to go grocery shopping 
 

wandering wave he is (in this sunlight has to be I guess)
he never came back
would have enjoyed thecantaloupe
maybe tomorrow

saw a small world(really quite mum and full of death since leaving the ranch) in the grass thought of going dancing but the crows had the 8^th floor blocked(for the 3^rd time this week) had some peanut butter would have taken a gun to the voices(burnt slow) but they held their droplets when they saw I had enough bullets to go round (Thanks, Duke) smoked had tea (green this time � buzzed up the snoot like it was goin� steady) did not sit on the bottom step of the guillotine this time(Mayor�s on a binge chopping up smokers � you would have thought last week�s regulation where all girls in children�s books may not show exposed knees would have covered his gubernatorial aspirations but hey They of the Small Houses keep saying you can�t fight city hall) saw a blimp in the mirror counted all my boxes(of months & moths) lined them up right & true

3 times

                     no trick 3 times

still somehow I missed godot

copyright 2010 Joseph S. Pulver, Sr.

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