Goodnight Tito
Tito stopped by last night,
and Stella was very upset
when it was time for him to leave.
Stella doesn't care
if you're conscious or not,
she just wants you here.
But when I'm sideways,
I'm not here -- I'm there;
last night: the Gulf Coast
where the dogs are also small,
and where the kayaks
are made of sombreros.
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[applause]
lovely to see ya yesterday, smooches
“Teek-tahk”
I know a girl
Who rows the row team
Dawns
!
On a boat
I wouldn’t let
My wallet wait in with Lincoln
Guarding
The unsteady
Wreck. I see her morning jogs::::::::::::
Once, I walked through the boathouse
Where they’re stored
(the girls, not the boats).
& how we hast,
so full of history.
We listened constantly
For boot-tocks
On the dock,
like we made coming in.
-- Gora
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