augury doggerel

Thursday, July 11, 2002


It's so hot, they've banned trucks during the day because highways are melting and trucks are rutting, pressing deep grooves into asphalt like heavy carts on dirt roads. Women have melted into woman for sorrowful glad men like me watching their marvelous animal forms, legs smooth-stroked, breasts unprintable under thin cotton, faces shining with heat. All is unlaced, unbuttoned, I did not know so many had been undone, and there is nothing to be done.

The woman, no doubt wearing next to nothing next to nothing somewhere in the south, will not return for a week. I'll go home and talk to the cat in a hairy tongue and we'll curl apart in the shade and wait for clouds.


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