R.A.D. Stainforth ... with his cigarette ... in his black and white world ...
Autoclave
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There's no hegemony here;
all the red tape is kept
in a ball under the sink,
along with the cat food
and the emergency vodka.
Stacks of shared interests
spill from the sofa
onto the floor
and down the hall,
leaning towers of solidarity.
If anyone asks,
say we've been in Goodwill,
implementing endless pleasure
with short-term memory,
where every line ends in a kiss.
tk/March 2012
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Random note of interest:
R.A.D. Stainforth tells me he lost one of his eyes as a child, in a freak beaver accident. When he's not wearing it, he keeps the faux eye in an icy-cold glass of Russian vodka. He won't say which eye. It's hard to tell. I'm thinking maybe it's the left.
