Sunday, December 30, 2012

Distraction in December

for Karla Treskow

Wide awake, outside

Smoking a cigarette,
Swearing to Jesus,
Wearing night
In her neighbor's backyard.
This isn't as funny when
Buildings glow in the dark.

A new dress on New Year's,
The strangest fucking safely tucked
In the basement too many nights
In a row.

She realizes good people want church,
Have heard American dinosaurs laughing.

She walks, hungry,
The gods waiting to delight in her.
The wind hints that ideas
Are cold this time of year.

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