Friday, January 19, 2007

Mini-Mall

Hey you, dentist straightening
Out the bite of a young
What’s-her-name wearing dark glasses
And a studded collar, did you see the river

Filling with water all through the night?
While you scraped and twisted
Her pitted teeth, the beauty grew board
With the nitrous under her mask.

Sex traffic under a bridge
Suspended carefully over the water…
The barred liquor store with its colorful
Characters keeping watch…

The x-ray gun you’re positioning
For a peek inside the dark place
You’ve been torturing, her teeth white
Under-things on a clothesline in the rain.

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