near accidents

By | 1 July 2009

'oh no! it hurts!'
Richard Hell

there'll be no billy ocean
until we meet inside the radio
on albany highway
a bee once stung me on the nipple there
it was classically trained
in techniques of surprise / and exited
past a future lover thru the passenger side window
to fizz out on the cut grass
in bee-eye view
of the bicentennial memorial
half a line of wang wei translated
in its mind
this thing extreme
well, this
was something new
and that night or soon
inside the shell of a car
again a soft-focus filter between us
and the drone
of the recently deceased
that might have been engine or radio hum
but when the song came on
memory clicked in
and i forgot where i was

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