Sunday, January 16, 2011


Let me introduce for you Judas,
as he winds through the produce
aisle in Whole Foods: looking for yellow

pears and lettuce for a salad:
his bed hair at 8pm a consortium
of the woman he slept with last

night and the wild look he's
been going for since he read Chabon's
book on literary style and being

a man - he's got his eyes set on
being healthy wealthy and wise,
the prize to be the gold herring of cool.

Open your mouth to the beer can,
draw that water in, draw it back out.
He's opining to be an opossum:

awesome, ain't it?

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