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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