Rat Trap

Some chop to get
What has been undertook
That's some chop to get --
Fine dice in a polka uniform
Dancing under amnesia

Mistook and mistaken away
The position of arm vacant
The articulation of witch
Swings like a playground at Duke's Place

The spirals of summer
Having their own overstating
Whereas you wear as a coat --
Sticky fur crushed into pepper
And salt sprinkled
Like a hydrant full of shame

A pack like a family
Only edible and incredible to pin
All at once
On an afternoon bored
When food cannot be eaten

Without a reduction
Brought to a saline stew
This purposeful spring
That snaps against the doldrums of late July
Caught between the raised bar
And the clean slate

Now relieving the last drink
Before resigning to the best sleep ever
Never reviewing those light loafers
But Formula One foot forward
Now, feeling weightless as five toenails

In tondu and technically perfect
Because evolution has brought you this commercial brick
Thick as thieved fondue
De-engage a la dégagé
Transform via développé

The longest and fastest break
Ever to contemplate existence
A second position
Like sweet French dread

Standing out loud
Existere sonus
Those horns rumbling against the cloud bank
The glare off brass or copper or steel
A burning fuse

Carrying with it what you carry away
A ways away
Always
In all ways
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7.26.10

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