The wind went over oh I said I but why as if anything here belonged to you "spinejacking" [a.r. ammons] One of these days I'm gonna leave you, baby:
me
saying
why are you so distressed:
can't seem to make
anything
round enough to last:
the wind
said
should you be so distressed
as if anything here were your concern.
I know it: I can tell:
my bellyfat shakes & knows:
one of these days I'm gonna just
up & outsy: like that:
my dog knows: he
turns around a lot lately:
I don't know if the parrot knows:
it isn't just lately she started scratching:
you always were a kind of bushy bitch:
one of these days I'm gonna just pack off:
you get to make some new
arrangements, then: you like to change
things around, change this one:
one of these days I'm gonna leave you, baby:
I know it: I can tell:
my bellyfat shakes & knows.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
aint' that the truth
two poems courtesy of a.r. ammons
"mission" [a.r. ammons]
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