Tag: poet
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Town Drunk
One among us 32 rungs up Jacob’s Ladder Rum-drunk gin junkie in sulky cups, his sullen sulcus sodden A silenus in wanton His ruddy complexion a lumpy, bumpy skein of dinosaur hide Trapped in the Montana Sand Sixty five million yeas before Christ died, lying waiting. His tapering nose alike an awl Encompassing his own…
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Goddess milk
Dressed as mortals might but could never Dressed as and of the sea Troy-bound triremes odyssey across bluegreen dress Eastgoing westfromers foamgoing Her skin the white horses decreasing to diminution At the lapping enfolding shore, where beachcombers Stow cuttlefish bones periwinkle shells in shawls and sodden burlaps Occident’s orient, backward’s front Facade of the willingly…
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Plug
Text my plug about tonight’s bag Replies “Fresh out bro” Meet me tonight under the bridge, Frusciante Rush on the radio Rush on me out the door Bullrushes lining the spine of the Royal Canal Asylum seekers cuddling for warmth in the bushes. Light and constant pushing, Rush inconstancy of constant alteration, Nation’s terrain is…
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Faded face in a freize
A frieze’s face faded, a Nessus, some equine ancient Taking hands patiently recommending themselves Prying healing and divine benefit. Splitting hairs Daylight’s destriers slaughtered carelessly Kingship and horseblood.
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Muddy soul
I’ve got a muddy spirit Death coming Do not fear it I’m exploring the floor devoted to cowards, linking arms with Dante On the island of the day before, writing amorous passions for Ferrante Animal magnetism en flagrante delicto Ship of my cunning coming in From the mid-Atlantic docks. My hoarded thoughts things betwixt Never…
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