sometimes I stare
at the wallpaper

count geometric patterns

watch the shadows fall

I smoke blunts
and speak to the effigy

who hangs on my wall

his pale blue robe fading
into the sea of Galilee

his eyes sharp and shiny
his smile soft

if I had a resolute bone
in my body

I could really love that guy.

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Lyndon is a dull colored crayon in a brown paper bag. He spends his time drinking and writing letters of complaint to various public and private companies and institutions. He also writes short stories and dips his toe a little into poetry from time to time.

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