MJ Should Have Left Cisco
I've never seen San Francisco
fog, but it looks like grains
of rice avalanching photography
& they say, "you can't see
your own hand revealed before
your face" & "don't drive."
Beautiful frauds: The fog
is milk & we drive with our hands
over our eyes anyway; blinding
sight of Holy Holy
Holy shit-
city that sunk
when Ginsberg drowned
Kerouac & they were all beat
by the mass of naked crazed youth
Burroughsian-rimming their geniuses with nothing left
but shit-lip spewing mouths
& bad breath.
Words
- Kyle Edward Harris
- "That's the price tag, no discounts, no bargains. Losing my first love was like living in a perfect house, with the perfect front porch and matching dormers where the key finally worked to let me in, until without enough warning, it caught fire and was gone, leaving a thin coat of ash that would gray my life for years, making me cry when I saw a perfect front porch or a light shining from an upstairs window."- The One & Only Aunt Nancy
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