BLUE COLLAR HOLIDAY
Clean & Jerk Attempt Naked & unerring, I come from Madagascar a wrestler says, hair a gavotte of wispy tangles in the neon arena. "What furious & accepted monster is this," trembling like Katherine Hepburn or a malaria patient coming down the blue freeze of morning. Sheepishly. I felt gorgeous & linear yesterday our hero type gasps, and yesterday & the spotlight is advancing inexorably on his white buttocks (stark mad, falls down) tragically flawed like a crippled Rothschild in a room of swift nudes & it's highway robbery how he signs over his days, fist in mouth. Crap. Foiled he thinks, victory an erratic bloom on sheer yesterday (years roll suggestively by) "time is nutting you just shit, get old, sick, crazy, fucked-out."