Hold your applause please
I have more to say
Words seem to be running down my fingers
Tripping over each other, cartwheeling off of my tongue
Painting oblique pictures of what is really in my head
I am a whole fucking appocalyptic cart wheel of confusion
You ! Stay put ! STAY !... while I figure this out.. eayyyh..STAY PUT .
Look...I standing in big pubbles of words.. all tricling down my dress,, under my bluse
strainded through my underwear... starting toget sucked into the vents
and recirulated by the air conditioner.. into your mouth and your nose....
unntill your head is fullof oblique pictues too.
Now... you can applaud.