No more noise. Unless it’s red. And
drinkable, and if I can write by it. But
I don’t want it to talk TOO much.
A coffee house in Czech Republic,
extend invite. And I’d like for it
To pay for the ride. Black & white
Hallucinogen. Comedic. Amused.
Ticket, spectator.
Wait, review, talk.. Gossip. Clicking
Ticks over tocks. I can’t talk.
Inching to creeks, hidden authorial
Promises. Am I again student?
Finally. Been far too long, this
Infinite sidewalk.

12/24/12