Wednesday, July 03, 2002


watching table guy
sucking on edamame
li! li! li! li! li!

edamame pod,
is sea salt an isotope?
do you marry well?

laughter is nervous
my sister rants in prisms
she is far away.

my beaded change purse
wants to pledge allegiance, God
strung red white and blue.

Pablo Begala
i knew you in Austin T.
now you’re a star; why?

double-dashed hand stands
parallelisms that twist—
grammarian hop.

velvet cake pieces
blushing until they redden
the ego sliced.

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