April 12, 2009

  • View From My Car

    I turn
    and there’s this girl
    in hot pants across the street
    slicking orange tint
    on her glossy mouth

    She’s over the top
    but so is my music
    percussive and heavy
    like the shimmy of breasts
    in the summer light.

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