Saturday, January 11, 2014

The Cider in the Vat

The neighbors have built a ten foot snow man
I, of course, should make reference to our old
Good Ramon Fernandez glassy-eyed in the night

No.  This snow man shall hover over my neighboring
Street, donned, as he is, in his bermuda straw cap
For, quite simply, eternity.  If you don't like that well

But no.  That's not what you are talking about is it really

There was coal on that beach and sea glass to cut your feet
You really shouldn't stand out in the heat without a good

There is no coda.  There is no refrain.  These words are put
Together like words are always put together.  Figure that one
Out, Mrs. Costmayor.

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