1. MRT NIGHTS. Such train o thot gts u nwhr. Salary in celery pickld lyk a trying tickle irks u, angers u: pushn & shovn til u, alone, gt yr way. Pray nt bad loan.
2. LAF. Ghost glaciers, far’s i cd c. But in ‘tween, th sea warm lyk a sneez gave th loudst breez. I’m such a wiz? Half o Manila drowned by the sound. Half? A laf.
3. COMA. ‘Twas a comma. Saw her & a karma, calmly car-crashn ovr & ovr til th nytmare woke her 2 a daymare. Rmembers a mate, wreckd lyk a neck downwards. Was wine?
4. HER JAM. And so it did, casually intriguing at first, horribly intimidating at day’s end. Undone, came it did. Then slid, or vice versa, joyous as m’ marmalade.
2008
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