Welcome Back Kotter Checking the seasons someone says fall or I’ve mistaken a trust in the vernacular Checking the seasons someone says fall and I drop like hell thinking, what fresh hell is this? I’m burning Toast black you know
	like Eileen Myles.					I cannot live a hot & depressed life, etc.
			It’s like dots of sweat trembling on Maria Callas’s mustache. Call that
							pastiche. Healthy living.
		You know like vegetables & dope or I’ve mistaken a trust in the vernacular Churlish. treading water having left the left I always steep when left behind
								on the Verrazzano Bridge
					Welling. backing down...Lydia’s lover
	said
				“I really identified with Epstein as a Puerto-Rican Jew.
		As a Puerto-Rican Jew with a routine latrine job.”
										the slaughterhouse,
									a smoky dot in Europe.