(’82 or ’83)


– One of those Sanforized Sundays…

– Beneath the clanking of my armor
wore peace-on-peace…

– To soothe my wrinkled ego
I polyethylene-wrapped
half a roomful of thoughts,
& masturbated on an idea bed.

– Purple leaves tried their best
but I avoided the woods
of Johnstown, Pa.,
for fear of entrapment
by a band of wandering gnomes.

– Far fetched, perhaps,
but it was fairy tale weather.


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