B U C K D O W N S
__________________________
SIX POEMS
great big
baby
furnace
pobrecito
new technologypreemptive dosing
but the chemical-
sadness comes
anyhow. waste
of dose in a way
tight time.bizarre fire
that rages
against the fuelblown sugar-
burn on the back
of my hand.
[ page 1 of 6 ]