the last line 

Letter
On
Letter
Down
The
Sheath
Of 
Empty 
Knife 
Case .. 

Word 
Over
Word
In
The
Foul
Breath
Of
Easy
Laughs .. 

Bolt
Into 
Nut,
The
Starving
Cartoonist
Puts
Another
Strand
Of
Hair
In
The
Hero
Of
A
Colorful
Comic
Tale .. 

Door 
Knob
Into
Palm,
The
The
Fountain
Of
The
Gowned
Woman
In
The
Living
Room
Is
Running
Low
On
Water .. 

Sardine
In
A
Bucket 
Of
Lobsters,
The
Claws
Don't
Grab
Like
They
Used 
To
From
The
Waters
Off
A
Boston
Harbor.

Pick
On
String,
The 
Imitation
Of
Greatness
Is
Only
Good
If
Molded
Into
Something
New
That
Doesn't
Sound
The
Same .. 

Tobacco
Bits
On
Green
Table
Top,
The
Evening
Is
Young
Enough
To
Teach
An
8
month
old
how
to
walk .. 

Tattoo
On
Elbow,
A
Dab
Of
Cotton
Is
Just
Another
Plant
That
Went
To
Good 
Use .. 

Bald
Heads
Hitting
The
Shower
Spray,
The
Shampoo
Company
Won't
Have
To
Worry
About
Cutting
Back
For
The
Morning 
crowd .. 

Advertised
Job,
There's
Always
Someone
Out
There
That
Would
Run
Over
A
Canyon
Backwards
To
Be
In
That
Bad
Job
You
Feel
You
Have
Throughout
A
Novice
Day .. 

Tales
On 
Her
Tongue,
As
She
Takes 
The
Brush 
Over
Her
Teeth 
With
A
New
Dab
Of
Toothpaste
To
Feel
That
Sting
Which
Will
Last
Her
Palate
Until
Hypnogogic
Comes
About .. 

The
Ramble
In
A
Stranger's
Voice
Sounds
Off
Like
A
10 
speeds
chain
going
through
gears
like
an
old
gal
over
a
table
of
sheets
during
a
department
store's
white
sale .. 

Bottom
Line .. 

This
Is
The
Last
Line ..