ODA Poem by h d e rushin
Life will be just as we imagined. All cotton and vertical. Atom and reference lines. The sweet azimuth of fixed points; the mythological s**t of astrology my cousin knew the secrets of. Say Aquarius and she would match you up axsymmetrical like blood moon prophecy. Tell you of the book conferred and bestowed, the one showing realizations, not the one you read with one eye open. You will be sensible and alive and the two of you will live forever in bliss. Happy as airplanes are to bristled dreams. In baldric gardens of ornamental sorrow. I play along, as a child does to magic tricks until the circles pass thru the center of the girl in the glittery romper. After the smoke and smudge she disappears, As did Kukla Fran and Ollie, who as they said will " forever love us".
Just below the wooden floor.
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