Are the Acrobats on Call ?

holy shit / honkey tonk :

poets dance .

is it the wallpaper

or is there sexiness

happening ?

who'd know what to believe ?

let's dance .

all the eyes are flat

& the dreams keep coming

like a slip & slide

on a trampoline

w/ the water so wet

that the pole slides

into the past .

-Charles Potts and Scott Pierce

Comments

[josh]

this a very strange one. how did you two construct it? trade off or did you work on eveything together?

[scott]

i started it, meant for it to go 'round the table, but it stopped at charles when dancing began. and thus a poem. what is a poem anyway
i ask and ask again.