The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for August 2008
August Doubleheader
i was just thinking about the dodgems and how crazy dangerous they were banging around clock wise or anti with no middle connected by a mast to a mesh of electricity grounded on the car the graphite coated floor and faith perhaps or innocence |
dry ice in the alley subsuming into the humid morning having chilled its abandoned shipping case of frozen food white bright mist merging the low murk of mid-summer air illuminated by the start of sunshine and i, glancing |