Wednesday, January 1, 1997

Angel-Fish-Soufflé

Angel-Fish-Soufflé

Joseph’s vacuuming in the other room
he’s being efficient
I’m waking up
fresh from a nap on his couch.
I skipped school today
and wandered around Petaluma
and wandered around my mind
and wrote a letter to Nelle
and carried around my briefcase and beard
damnitalltohell
loveitalltodeath
it was so much
angel-fish-soufflé
all over the place.