Monday, March 29, 2010

poem for max's b-day

if you drive far enough on Bayview Rd
(heading west)
it turns into Ewing Rd
and farmland (with cows)
I felt transported back to the midwest
(and Iowa)
and if you go far
far enough
there is a dilapidated (old, white) farmhouse
beauty in its decay

I think of you
when things are simultaneously
beautiful and ugly
wonderful and terrible

[whenever I flip over the coin
to see the other side]
heads or tails,
chances are
there's a hell of a
universe next door
to murder or create
(and hear the mermaids singing)


Let's go.

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