i dreamed on automatic overdrive
the mediterranean was sweeping waves of long green stems
with yellow flowers
and it all broke on the shore
i was neck deep and flopping
karolina made the hotel beds in polish military fashion
we were bound like mummies
using shrink wrap
to keep us in place
three thousand years
yesterday she wore her cupcake howitzer bra
mounted on twin staggered gun mounts
one aimed high, one covering the field
in the lobby as she turned my way
i prudently took a step back
Happy is the acting hotel director
how could you name your son Happy
and not get what you'd expect?
Happy, shut up. Happy, sit down.
Friday, April 18, 2008
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4 comments:
Are you kidding?
Jolly reality or nice dream for the good old days of happy old men...no kidding!
i don't know what you are talking about.
but i appreciate your taking the time to submit something.
I'm sorry...it's jokingly!
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