One minute long

one long minute ago
one of the
longest
in mind
the insufficient indifferent
footstep
shattered in the mire
residently
exploring
the gut placenta
sideways
while the clock didn't move
at all
& the time was for all
but for
nova
explosion

while she sewed her sunglasses
way back
together
in memory of her drunken cricket
paramour
& roared out "Build me a woman"
& decided to swing back
the past
decided to swing past
the future
to steer me
away from my myth
& my
fate

put my cowboy boots on...
took the shotgun off the shelf...
realized...
shivered in laughter...

remembered the Moonlite Mile
Suite
seven years of daylight
counted her lives in fear
of returning
too early
& shot three times
a day

bit into
the cushion
fell down

& suddenly the room's
mediocre walls
became
eerie Dada
installments
& the gaslamp
a pale
gallery

as the portrait of an artist
as a splattered
liar
glowed

the coming-of-age
the going-off-style
off-rhythm
& into the
vegetable
existence