asiatic fever
bending the
ritual no
i'm at a loss here
echo-y laughter in between the buildings
car was spray painted
but that's no more
nothing
i'm speaking to ritual
and sex
hazing
the cubicle mate
for bagels and shmear
and coffee
and the one with
blond dreads
piled high
won't be "back to the kitchen"
two numbers in the same seat
the flapjack
restack
am i making any sense here?
fol de rol
fo de rol
but am i speaking to ritual?
go shave she said
and stop worrying
Vermeer maybe
in Kundlistsomething museum
way the fuck off in
vienna
reading mass market paperbacks
in a youth hostel
will they be gone?
like ripped from the cover
and sent back to a publisher
dime store dickwads
i'm trolling here
moving forward into
literary forgetfullness
Boschian bagelry
garden of earthly cubicles
restack flapjacks
"man, you are going too far" laughing
when I asked for REAL MAPLE SYRUP
but the ritual is now not speaking,
spoken for
summoned
just the same big dumb building staring back at me
it's not like I asked for it
and it's not unusual
calling New Hampshire
about light bulbs
ritual
RESPONSE
but now I'm going to light a cigarette
and think
that's ritual
dot dot dot
echo-y laughter again
that's cyclical thinking
like in the back of the car
waiting for the police that don't exist
in Livermore
I wonder if he had been to the fire station
are you following this
ritual speak?
speaking to?
well no not that
just don't know here
something again
and on
for the time being
and the sway of that big dumb building staring back
staring back
Part II
oh give me a home
where Mark Rufallo prones
where the steer and the cantaloupe pray
Part III
fellow with a big nose
to trip you up
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