Thursday, March 18, 2010

pome





Heft Text

for Urban Outfitters, S. or A.

the bull legged bank account, heft sparkle
pen ink stains on the membrane hi
door locks uh uh uh,, ,um ,, uh
Take my hand already. Because
I am locking us in for fuckssakes
go get em'--wind. Tethering
text smiles around Chicago
from a train. On a train the wind
so Sony and today
We give each other candy bar names.


-Clipped Beyond Repair

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