Clear mountain stream at the train station
The connoisseur does not miss the opportunity
June 19, 2003
Omar Khayyam had cold comfort with only one sausage and two crabs
she invited him to dance with her at a ball in the Alhambra Palace
in Granada seat of the Caliph of Calpe curiously guillotined kiss
your ass goodby amores white butterfly.
Escapeist fancies magical shocking realities with personal anecdotes
of police trencheons with a bird's-eye view of tear-gas in a Persian
All the obvious and another thing Omar what does the Queen do
painfully when she bows and curtseys to a silver fish and chips
with a bitter taste a characteristic
indiscretion to try balls at least once.
Finally for good measure the connoisseur does not miss the opportunity
to consumate sex in the top drawer revealing soiled throwaway underpants
matched with access to masturbating on blue orchids.
His affair was an emotional impulse like a clear, mountain stream
at the train station the scent of wisteria drifting toward the
Rock of Ifach pontificator
maximus that nothing changes when washed in anxiety blundering and bungling
with an Arab in a white Al-Qaeda robe revealing a unique admission of
uncertainty to dis your mama leering rhymes lubricious gangsta
rap fly in the ointment
Nishapur lascivious poet.
Dervishes caught by surprise on the Costa Blanca touched the
Spanish stars a myth of the wolf howling at the moon when Cortez
sailed for Mexico
Calpe wrapped in a Motzart concerto.
Me ain't saying nothing. But next time you see him imagine an
erection, black waxed moustache, white beard, open laptop. Plus
he's a big man.
about his cock, water, wine, peanut butter and lemon-lime jam take
it or leave it
halfway to the train station one honest moment nothing left to lose
what the hell an
oral history frantically pumping to the sycophant bite of silence
tasting of Spanish cinnamon all over my tatooed sugar.
CALPE - P%H$A!L?L=U"S - ESPANA
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