Monday, November 22, 2010



There’s a pretty redhead turning
tricks out on the street.  Misery
and desolation lie with her
when she sleeps.  She reaches
for her jeans where she hopes to find
a dirty old calendar with a circle
around December and a bus ticket
back to Reims.  When she finds
the month is missing she pounces
and she screams:  Who pinched
the month of December?  Who could
have done that shit to me?

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