i'm going home soon but not yet. mixed feelings. busy busy. very crafty. very dreary. finding new music. (jeffrey lewis: songs from austin, 2001.) checking books off the list. smoking too much. ( writing and rewriting )
You are a fork in an open socket charged by a million dancing atoms erratically twirling, swirling, reeling through my blood stream.
You are a gang of Hell's Angels, idle engines purring down the road, necks pricked with pins and needles waiting for my green light.
You are the dripdripdrip of the coffee pot, quietly growing and filling until it is deep with a ghostly steaming surface and I'm still twisting in cool sheets.
You are an old stopped clock and I am the thin impatient second hand, craving to click once more, just once more, never able to go or stop.
you should send it to octopus and a million other places.
also be really selective about where you send Lingophilia b/c it's def. going to be published and you don't want to waste it on a smaller press unless it's the perfect fit. go big.
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Stampede
You are a fork in an open socket
charged by a million dancing atoms
erratically twirling, swirling,
reeling through my blood stream.
You are a gang of Hell's Angels,
idle engines purring down the road,
necks pricked with pins and needles
waiting for my green light.
You are the dripdripdrip of the coffee pot,
quietly growing and filling until it is
deep with a ghostly steaming surface
and I'm still twisting in cool sheets.
You are an old stopped clock and
I am the thin impatient second hand,
craving to click once more, just once more,
never able to go or stop.
you should send it to octopus and a million other places.
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