"Fuzzy Grape Drink" by Austin Al Ackerman

Fuzzy Grape Drink



   And as my doggy link drops behind garage
my stone box rotted like a frog wet with what
I clawed forgot like head a box of matches
filled with
     &nbspbuttons barking making those who come
to peddle
     &nbspflat pants and piles peddle flat pants and
piles plus certain large black face phones
           &nbspleaking
paragraphs. The Purple Big Heads with my ghost
sit there
     &nbsptantamount so that in the file cabinet
where my tongue sits greased you may find a little
laughter in your life.
        &nbspStill, you can't have everything,
I'm no Ray Bolger.
        &nbspI'm no collection of gopher holes
neither.
     &nbspI'm a believer! which is to say you can have
an OK time
     &nbspif you'll just realize that suddenly everyone
starts screaming.
     &nbspBecause you might say dung clock radish
the size of a door while through it the noodles creep on an
adorable high
     &nbspas an enormous root begins breaking the walls


(from jmb of 1/17/11 etc)