On The Occasion Of The Day I Earned My Salary

Today was the kind of day

That drenches dry counties
In pints of ratified Prohibition,

That prompts fish to reconsider
Evolutionary legs,

That leads the proverbial horse to drink
The proverbial cow-pissed waters,

That makes dart-boards of day-calendars, fire-pits
Of incidentally paced windows and mirrors,

That moves my metaphors to curl-inward,
Tongue to tail, chewing their own tips

While snorting through gurgled juices
A lyric unmired by presentation or precision:

Ah, fuck it.

– Kiki Malone / February 2014

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About Kiki Malone

Girding till the break of dawn.
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One Response to On The Occasion Of The Day I Earned My Salary

  1. snorting through gurgled juices. that is a fine line.

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