its an uncareful world,
wedged on the viaduct
of proper conduct;
between,
plastic silhouettes
and boat people in body suits.
sometimes, theres a name for that,
but it changes, depending on the country;
and proper name,
given to the director
of the institute
that names names;
names the damn,
picks-up-sticks.
picks-up the check,
stars in a starry night chance scene
on the streets of san francisco.
this is my badge, this is an i-beam, along side an athenaeum, along side another-long sided disengagement;
along side profanities in a petri dish,
on a bridge, displacing soft flesh and carrying a big stick
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