Today the train
becomes a figure
for noia
for
bother
,man’s inhumanity to her fellows,
swine — Circe — dye jobs
a gun in every bedside
table, a hidden agenda
always the same, always
murder
the
heart’s greatest desire
the Make A Wish Foundation
Jesus, the one up on the cross
winks, “You put me up here
“didn’t
you?
“and
you’re not even ashamed
“of
your hatred
“your
dis-attention
“your
mental cock
always
in your hand.”
You’re
proud
to
be what you are
11/27/2012
Florence-Bologna,
in transit
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