middle of nowhere

my life is seven miles

long. nothing is pretend

or make believe. i am a

cloven hoof beast. a vulture

making his liberal escape. i

am a chameleon with hygienic

flesh. i wear mick jagger lips

and see through frank sinatra

eyes. i learned of the ogre

through my petitions. the hymn

of the wind i learn from the

trees. in flowers i sing the songs

of vermin. the whereabouts of

my sleep is kept secret. i hide

from the aurora. there is no

ecstasy entertaining the sun.

the moon heals self-slaughter.

i will saunter for six miles more.

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