Casa

 

Hole in my hip, hole in my head

 

A hole in my hip

& I slipped

hydro leak

oil streak

 

negligent skipper

slipper skipper

 

a wallowing sea

a following sea

 

The only day I wheezed-

expurgated gut

bioluminescent bile

seasonal glut.

 

I lost my love

my hands miss the glove...

tying clove

bolon strove

with myriad forces

a safety net of knots.

 

Now only memories

my brain breeze

waxing phosphorescence

I miss the cold, cracked, calloused mits

I cry in fits

@ my fate

 

The one thing I did well

in swell

smell of coffee grinding

diesel blinding

rhythms lulled

 

the bloop sloosh bloop

 

onomatopoeia

of a boat afloat

 

lucid, languidity

piss boner

psychoactivity

in the two hour cat nap

 

Crap-

Cut bait

Bait skate

Set gear

Fight fear

Hook in palm...

thigh-

eye

 

In the sky

the lost soul albatross,

shearwater, petrel,

A token songbird-

How the hell'd Tweety get out here?

 

Fear disappears

disappates

With the sweat off my back

I had the knack

& now fishing-

my love I lack

& I'll never get my hip back

 

Bing!

 

 

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