August 21, 1996

The Vitamin

-Bellowing Rhythm the Hot sweaty staleness
of fermented grain cannot overcome
-They dance for the motion that makes
them parade even more on the sticky,
wet, wooden floor moving beneath them
-Heavy interruption makes it move
-The millipede of flailing shifts and
grows dense and struggling under
the intense blueness of electric mood which
nobody can escape up there.
-It is too hard to leave and too hard to stay.
-It pounds and whines and twists and skewers
repeats and makes an evanescent point hard
as can be while blunt and always teasing
-Round the corner, the door marked Gentlemen and
yet the men are not so in their endeavor.

"I went to Libby's alone to see Vitamin C"