Hue was a vivid boy. White-eyed, centre-weighted. Always - TopicsExpress



          

Hue was a vivid boy. White-eyed, centre-weighted. Always thinking, never drinking. Sautéed palate in purest thought. Decaf? Half-strength? Cream? Soy? Indecision, chronic precision, left belated. Shade of blue, Royal, Navy sinking. We don’t know what he bought. Force of weight, boy clutch buoy. Water! Water! Waited to be waitered. Always drinking, never thinking. Ocean-floored, never sure. No longer flawed, but never shored. A short poem Reuben and I wrote together.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 10:35:17 +0000

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