I read his poem (written 117 years ago
in another language)
And I felt the need to write
Of an azure ideal
This azure is splattered on a canvas
The large splotch slides upward and outward
Fracturing, thinning
Azure
This azure is the color of lingerie
Cutting a high line on her hip
Swirling, contrasting with skin
Azure
My azure is an ideal
The laugh from the back of the throat
Looks like a splatter
A hip line
The last page of Gatsby
A dolphin
An azure
An ideal
Monday, July 13, 2009
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