never
read
 no never mind
    i'm behind
 the time

: to begin you must begin
      there's no mistake
 

stewed 

            melee

 of syntactical

                        plurality; you 

are 

the fire 

that burns 

        the 

fire 

   that sells 

         real estate 

     the fire 

                that we breathe

down the
   bonnie lass avenue
  down the
    rosemary spriggles
 steeped in tea
    and milk and
  the lies you told
     steeped in the
laughter
 drinking martini
   glasses
you bought for me
   we broke them
  assiduously
  i sent a dozen
      roses to your
 divorce
   sorry bout that 

u think
u no it all
  u dont no nuthing
     stupid
piece of shire
   go get the
hell outta here 

pompidou
   pork-e-doo
   men in chains
  blowing
 fire
    flippity fly
 stink eye
   see the bird
smell the turd
  its a wash
its in "the can"
 

   charleston choo
   brake dance
     charlie mccoy
   and winston salem 100's
gram's watching tv
  and smoking-
the five o'clock
 highball routine-
   ginger ale and
 Canadien whisky
is that an e or an a?
 dang
 where does the time go?
93 years

that's the last
 typewriter
 stip
stip
stip
  janis joplin
 playing piano

stoop
poop
   pop
stop
    stink
 think
    wth
        is going on
   fuck kavanaugh
   jeses fecking kerist