Locked to Toshiko

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So I was out
Thursday night lights
Casual Theatre down at the U holding an impromptu
poetry slam

(not my kind of thing
you know the creative
pursuits
more of a journalism gal but)

there was this Muse there
(I know you can tell)

hopped
up
got the entire crowd riled they were
jumping at the beats and
beating at the doors like
Hunter S and Allen Gins were running a
дискотека

and this kid peach-blonde with a hairstyle like
we'd never went to the moon
busted OUT this freestyle how

"man in my hood
been up to no good
runnin like a squirrel
with his robotic whirls"

you get the point (bad)
but the point (QED) is he said
this guy don't come 'round no mo'.

I say,
hey
Talk to the guy (still rhyming)
do a little digging (do a little song)
talk to one-two-property owner Ellen Hughes
place is abandoned
I go in
and what
do
I

find?

I find a giantass piece of alien tech!

METAPHOR

thing hasn't been touched
got abandoned
City happens
got it in my apartment now
and if you want it, شمش

it is YOURS

...

and once I'm down, my quantum
aesthetic, once I'm down
from this musedamn HIGH

i want you clammed up like a bivalve
re:this –
you better promise
you'll never bring this entry up

AGAIN