Thursday, August 16, 2012

Dog, ya dog,
try to make sense
out of a hurricane,
ejaculate on her belly,
falling on the floor

bound to pride the
way lions are, the lion
that is freedom roars at
the riot-cops--"Destroy
what destroys
you"--
filing insurance claims,
withdrawal fees at ATMs,
banks charging interest
for just about every-
thing. You know, Muhammad
the man not the word
said 'charge no interest
to your brother.'

The hurricane inexplicably
came on her belly,
who's her but liberty?

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