Andrew Lundwall (Rockford, Illinois, USA): from Gardening at Night, "A Rap for Andre Breton"

the shipwreck of the hair follicles of the sun as sung by the phoenix fox choir of spastic city elastic - turntables like elephant trunks you wish them to be still so - horseback rode a circle and there you were at the city's limit - she turned her hand just so when the trees appeared like curious heads at a poker game - she was absolutely red bobbing head watching the follies on the wall - her boyfriend's got a sexual projector he plays these video things we all watch amused biting our cuticles – somewhere a lonesome pitiful man that it's convenient not to recall is turning over trashcans reeking whiskey trying to recapture a blue obnoxious and jealousy note that got lost somehow with mustache on – what is glamorous was said montgomery clift as he fell from our television set - she'd poured us both a dixie cup of milk from the head of a lemur now so her torrential pep talk broadcast to your little burgundy soul's bootielicious content please but don't get swallowed up this industry will laugh hysterically as it slaughters your testicles in the piano keys of infinity 

 © Andrew Lundwall 2008