At the Oysterpan Coffee Parking Lot
Do you mark asphalt, sibilant Oil-pan?
It begins in the twin. Wet black skin of seal,
Refracted halo and slick thinness of plate.
flippersludge
The caress down gutter, not quite cruel. The men
At the outdoor tables whittle women from
Mimeticslick
Wormwood. The marks strike sparks
In the Everclear vapors of heat & road,
Sulfurslick
Ephemera factory. The knife breaths into
Coolness. See it? Then it ends. The women
browslick
In shawls. Four trays of weary light above
The yawning bus-your-own table bin.
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To keep it here, the car is moving. Away.
This is wrong. Jump up the steep
Coinslick
Aggression of currency. Time & fat. Crucible
Of slick, rainbow curve & asphalt. Engine
barrelslick
Engine of Nowhere song. Cascadent effervescent
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