Friday, March 2, 2007

Permanent Vacation

It’s been a long time since I said anything.
It’s been awhile since anything happened.
Since the beginning of the world perhaps.
Time doesn’t exist anyway; what am I talking about?
I’m speaking of nothing; the language too is contrived.
There’s an Elvis shopping for a head of lettuce.
A million of them in a town the size of a sand dune.
Hey, there’s the ocean too.
Everybody everyday is sighting him
And still the king is nowhere to be seen.
We just sit at this drive-in diner.
There’s a stopped clock under the chrome awning.
Later, swimming and sand castles.
I like to walk the shore at night stomping on them.

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