blowing horn

shadows played out on the wall of days
sand hissed from the dead giant’s ear
i did its mind like a line of cocaine
(blood of the polterchrist compelled me)
then a unicorn defied what we thought we knew
wrecked itself on all we’d formerly eschewed

by TONY SINGLE
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2016 bc (before covid)

we kissed in george town
where sidewalks are an afterthought
where one must step into oncoming traffic
or take no chances at all
i’m glad we took ours

 

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2020