the longest tail I’ve ever seen
tireless to dip and sometimes
dip again underbelly 57 sauces
skidsteer backalley junkies to front porch peeling
news delivered daily fresh
still fresh even ripe fresh
curves between another set of
paran(thigh)ses
you heard this one? he has
but he finds your telling
fresh fish caught in a Uist sunup redlight he’s never
seen on a trawler named for someone’s aunt
he’s never fucked curving and so very
fascinating he says in that lock-jaw
Boston Brahmin frankly original
figures crunched numbers not so much soap
bubbles but thumbscrew distinct and
open to interpretation
through decades of protest peace talks
hemlines tides
always fresh volumes to be read
tail trailing the stacks all the way
back to microfiche
across borders field and fen and underwire bras
unhooked with one hand practiced
well versed virtuoso in 32 linga francs per
dozen tuned and fresh and inexhaustible
to step over those vertebrae
articulating threshold strongholds
we snatch at his excess
neurotransmitter cloud
parade candy shower grabbing
joydidviviedivide
how could he bear
at what joint
smoke or
sever such
a tail so
long lush
forever
fresh
