God plays Chinese checkers
on multiple boards
in multiple dimensions
for God, time does not exist
so the margaritas are always 2 for 1
Meanwhile the kings and queens
of the Jersey Shore
tumble, head over heels
down infinite stairs
The gold chains and self tanner
create a bright, noxious vortex
and a new galaxy is born
if you listen close enough
there is a rhythm in all this
yer heart, like a black cricket
in leaky Super Big Gulp cup
yer voice, whispering my name
like a goddamn wildfire
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1 comment:
Fantastic writing!
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