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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

The Limits of Time & Space

In deep shit
in over my head
up a creek without a paddle
without a canoe…

The seagull strutting along the shoreline
doesn’t give a damn—
How do I explain that to the
taxpayer advocate at the IRS?

as the wind whispers
Donde es mi narcoticos?
& I don’t know

one lovely drop of blood per diem