nose bone was a flip phone
in the time when time was
still matter and
not string theory to the fifteenth degree
I still think there's a hidden message in the juxtaposition of newly framed lettering to embody two different interpretations of the same idea at each other's end of truth
and go so well together
as OH - OK
especially in black n' yello'
in a throw up fill-in the size of a pile of children telling secrets
walking down around outside prospect park
in the shade of a hot day to listen to
how my BlueTooth tells me how music
can be streamed through
a satellite infused tower
of wave energy
pitches to the tune of
spot the 'i'
in a new york state of mind
investigating cultures of corporate caprice
like the last HamBurgler in paradise
!!! MORE NEXT WEEK !!!
same channel, different rhyme!