Sunday, August 19

Halibut

difficult be it must to live
neath the two greatest
lovers alive

three-fifty a month cos the
plumbing ain’t all that
& louse about

first floor lovers going up
with shopping, another
week’s food

not put away, already lovin
on last night’s scratched backs
o’er black lacquer

for hours the old fella down
stairs unplugs his aid but
feels his sofa

and go go go they like gods
set on a new species, set on
marvelous toes

she squeals magnificent joy–
he feels around for the fresh
halibut

that earlier he let spill as she
pulled a pale blue dress up
her neck over

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