Sunday, July 8, 2012


i seek religion
between the front
and back seats

yes, i am that weak
it's not peace I seek
its piece in the back seat

but your honor
my client thought
her butt
was a magic lamp
never rubbing it
was never an option 

frustrated, are we?
Prozac, anyone?

she lead him a merry chase
a merry chase, she lead him
he went a stray 
but she lead the way
a merry chase was her way
just for one toss in the hay

winter time in Custer, S.D.
quiet and sleepy
laid back and dreamy 

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