Outside
the weather is all outside along with
cats and bags and fighting dogs the
school forty zones   the coppers
waiting       for the miscreants
to slip
the weather   is all a mess 
a pile of triangles   of underwire
bras   shooken in a bag 
and dumped   too dry too
wet   too high  
like my cousin
just before the end
the weather man  I’d like to get him
as a guest   at my birthday
for when I get the big
six o 
and make him take a turn
at every relative
I’ve got  it’s everything
the weather
don’t get me going on the weathersheds
that’s just sex
 
with a senior's card
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