time travel

words flocking, flying south

leaving only stipulations, simplicity and wind.

a brochure from a now

defunct entity 30 years

old left on your answering

machine tape eaten up

in the rewind.

fullfilling prophecies of 

self-earned trusted full-crust pies delivered

right on time or 5 dollars and your reputation back.

peekaboo dinosaurs filtered

camel back and date palm

a zipless fuck behind the hut

while everyone watched

even the sun.