The Jump
you were pulling rabbits and bunnies and doves from a hat
I a log a hammer some rocks
it was called cold
and we had the best we ever had.
a special diet with alleged rings of ashes
flanked by the bending flatware
imagine four million dollars in your account
then walk right through it.
And the sun screamed atlantic!
eggs would be burning
Then the sun screamed pacific!
the tea pot whistling
And then with thong nesting ass
screamed ouh-wah ) ) ) my fuc- king toe!
And the sand soaked it up
and the seashell sat messy-mouth smile
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