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Tuesday, September 30, 2008

El Camino Motel

                              for Pamela

Didn’t matter that the midnight
breeze had a Roy Orbison accent

              that the rape & murder van parked out
              back would still be there at sunrise
                              the windows fogged on the inside

nevermind the deliberate seawater
(as color & texture) circled by thirst
              as I guess anything versus the consequence

trancelike steeped in heavy breathing

just as the wind slid past the royal palm

                              a dark green occasion that left holes
in the air & drizzled the room with whispers that
crushed your lips