Tuesday, October 07, 2003

but is he guilty of murder?

for years he begged them to
invent an eden out of
coffee grounds

which he did himself one morning
piqued monetary politics and
what his friend called

crap like that      and surely
that’s the nub of it, a space on a table
in which to edit a day

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