Florida Poem 2004

I made it
To yr show
Roll up
The stakes
Let's get
Dirty

Three fucking years
Out of the swamp
No palms
Excruciating-
ly long
winter

Gorgeous
What's wrong
with this pretty
picture?

I've
Been to the
Hot spots
Before
But
There is
No security
In numbers
And
Whole
Lotta you
To go
Around

Darling
You got
One killer of
A background

Shiny
Rough edges

The center
Still
Doesn't
Hold

Gets
Kinda
Wet

Florida
You got
A problem

I am
Hands-on

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