19 November 2011

Memory

I remember dozing
under that apple bough,
dreaming of a cunt
at the center
of the earth,
and waking to find
on the back of your neck
a snake doctor
fanning its wings-

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

upper that apple bough ? The dream of a cunt at the center, oh yeah...something twists in this poem and it is unclear...

Maybe in July 2012...in a boat with you in the stern, a map, C and J strokes we can chat about it (poem)a bit more Love Randy