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Monday, March 31, 2008

Million Dollar Bash

The light
just so we know where we are
(west)
              & brief like eternity in a bucket
                        signing off to thin blue lines
                                  crosshatched
to make a sky that’s
                        silver in my dreams but
                                  from here on out
              hula-hoops its way to the pearly gates
                                  & beyond
(primarily at sea-level & beyond)
                        eventually to reach that
whatever it means this time
                                  “The Golden State”
but as w/Lefty Stordahl in a Cal-Tiki fog
too often made that same bad turn late in the
drop
              the damp
                                  the close-out drizzle
& crush
told its own story about how morning was nothing but
a tangle of flame
              under a rock
                        beneath the sea