You’ve heard this story before – <br />becoming unravelled in Europe <br />or assaulted in some roadhouse <br />but bold as nipples and booted. <br />Recovering with bourbon and red wine <br />in a soft room with a German <br />dissolving somehow at right angles <br />and falling off the frequent flyers list. <br /> <br />Or being born in a blood thrust <br />from shadows into that crazy moment <br />as a rocket strafes the moon <br />ghosting your hour of the dog. <br />It's a kind of domino effect <br />taken out of context <br />while babies murmur in the lagoon – <br />another supple peepshow.<br /><br />Jill Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-new-aesthetic/
