three poems

Pastoral Bait

Sun setting over clay deposits and murky river

Ammosov, there’s prescience in unyielding coercion,
                   Mistakes make miracles so read & write.

     Carry this all the way up that ledge for me.

                     “How long do you go on
Believing things are gonna be alright”

Televisiodad I don’t know if they are watching 

The specialized rook and glib phrase vanished
Misplaced aim repeats, taking to the basket
Indeed that unnotable φανερός made immutable
He is the prior tone, producer banished

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Dual wielding rice and fish
Maladroit words before pain
Eight scrapes arced over ulna
Wärer畫Succumb rain.

Cadres ate in silence, seated in a ditch.
King of what’s wooden, shotgun railing, shared car
hardcore, and gnossiennes
Errythings my fault
The trap house will sing like the Wiggles

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Killing Spree

She had some kind of aphasia, it was hard to breathe
By the rustling of trees and the clanging of machines.
                           Out she tore a page of Acker
and climbed upon that one coal tower
Oil churned in the sea

A melancholic hooper, a flamingo on the beach
He had a big heart, it wasn't hard to breach
They drove up under midnight sun
Inuvik then collapsed his lung
Oil churned in the sea

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Symphony

Tailwinds Versailles, ritratto panic murmured
All the way to Sanssouci. Demagogic
Could it not be, that our blood tastes the same, that we merely gesture towards greatness?

flicker


They were kept on an embroidered plaque for visual observationno error in our time has leaked through your cracks what a breath this moment has/.