Sunday, September 13, 2009

poem





caravagio would have loved baywatch

as el greco loved survivor ii

and realized his whole life was a lie

in the long centuries

before orange spandex

and lifeguard chairs

in the blue light

beyond san clemente

and the pikemen disappear
and the terrified monks
and mortality itself

in the white smiles of huntington beach

never such arms in florence

or legs outside st peters



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