Tuesday, February 10, 2009

lucks and chúxī

Once was back when i held a lottery about anything and we made our own dollars
So i brokered the dawn on the good ship soup & wine
While you told me about how old you were when you first learned telephone
& how to sooth scissors to make curled-up bandages

Once was back when giraffes ran fast to lyin'
& no-one spoke above a microwave whisper
While we took all the signs, and they hoofed and heaved for us to quit
So we bit our wicks and dicked around a bit

Once was back when the floor was made of lava
So we soup-stirred the carpet on sofacanoes
& hammered our hands into paddles when the oars snapped
While we tossed cushions for step-stones

Once was back when we knew two punches less than how much was on our heads
So i wrapped you around your own arms and disaffected
& we both enjoyed surgery
While the power went out just in time

Once was back when we caught that marlin, darlin'
& it told us how to get back to the shack on the shore
So we listen to the wind instead
While the waves gave us better advice that we took away

Once was back when the birds bit just right
& since you cinched that muddy inch too loose
While i juiced up the noose, our chests got tighter
So we learned to fight fire with mire

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