28.viii.00
on a train from Nice to Geneva
I was just dreaming of
a giant Chrysler building
in the middle of the woods
where you know you won't get lied to
and the secret location was being told me
just as the alarm went off
bouillon cubes of innocence
color my bathwater
refresh choose
bulldog flings himself to concrete to
feel the coolness against his belly
no relief in sight for this
maddening heat
peace, luv, you'll get yours
there's a swing just outside
the station, and if we hurry
no use. can't reach that in time.
perhaps this **** will help
2 or 3 times if we pull him
the right way …
there was so much chocolate to be had
in Nice, as if
every vendor could make beautiful dessert
in his or her sleep.
second nature?
must be third nature to
leap into the blue Mediterranean
and swim past all that chocolate.
the water blue but
the beach full of large pebbles
not too uncomfortable but
an acquired taste
train has stopped briefly for
something unknown in an unknown
place in the middle of France
not even the kind announcement
in Charley Brown English helps
lights out awhile we're off
as luck would have it,
blessed once more with a free
compartment in first class
air conditioning, too
there's no place better after a
hard day at the beach in Nice
than a place with air conditioning
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