'Hi. I'm don duck looking
flaubert-like in pole-sitting'
was once a trend before
hurtling hard to earth.
In the grand stand tonight
mangledstarspangledbannerwaving
is a loss of 6 for theJets.
A sporting fuck, lusterless
as fortune's dappled, lip synching
onlsaught of silence,
don is alive as the game is alive.
This then is our hope's opus--
a version of dice [from the Arabic
al-zhar, meaning games of risk
involving danger or hazard.]
A ripped down constellation
monopolized verbatim,
don duck is in terror of war,
abandons his pole-sitting.
really loved your stuff in the recent Otoliths
thanks!
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