Treasure Island

Jack Spicer

(30 January 1925 - 17 August 1965 / Los Angeles, California)

A Red Wheelbarrow


Rest and look at this goddamned wheelbarrow. Whatever
It is. Dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
For their significance.
For their significant. For being human
The signs escape you. You, who aren't very bright
Are a signal for them. Not,
I mean, the dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
Their significance.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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