PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Elective Hostilities

The illusion chooses
John Wayne’s fuck you swagger
into the dust
                              There’s a reason for everything
in a random kind of way
              down at central casting
                                                anything but
                              flapping around out there
                                                                Everything lost
                                                or found
              steering the blue sky toward the decoy
                              & the idea behind it
                                                changing from one minute
              to the next
                              a kind of roll-yr-own addiction
              from which these inventories of
                                                beach hardware
                              rattle in the haze