Abstract
2 0 Y T W O C O A S T S C A R O L M U S K E - D U K E S I own them both. Sometimes I wake up In somebody else’s night, Somebody else’s day. I enjoy entering the lives Of no one I know. You Learn to live in transit, Feel like the safety on a gun. I’ve been on the run since He stopped drawing breath. You want to be with me? Boarding pass is my answer. So every democracy of one’s life Has a little tyrant time. Perpetual Motion, within my own shadow – Away from me. I pledge allegiance To it: Beauty, beauty. Skyscraper Caverns, the gold riprap of heels On pavement, silver Chrysler headDress , jeweled fan of Korean fruits, 2 1 R Times dropped like a baby on the tracks. Once underground in the sky: then, then Desert-by-the-sea, back-lot, blue jacaRanda boulevards. A house afloat on Earth, many houses rippling like the Screen coming down in the screening Room of someone I call Pal. O my pal Is a vampire, sky-high on Sunset Blvd., Showing his choppers. Come to me, Blood-lust, better yet good co√ee on Either side of the country. Blue ambassador, I believe in myself. Like a law book studied in Solitary: I want to be in as much as I want out. ...
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