Monday, May 01, 2006
In Palm Beach
past the mansions facing God's
smashing blue ocean, a coy Angel
darts in front of my rental car,
lights a cigarette in a blind-
ing gazebo. Fleeing, no doubt,
some rich tableau. Despite the risk
of Cancer, we should all join her.
past the mansions facing God's
smashing blue ocean, a coy Angel
darts in front of my rental car,
lights a cigarette in a blind-
ing gazebo. Fleeing, no doubt,
some rich tableau. Despite the risk
of Cancer, we should all join her.