Wednesday, October 2, 2013

"A podiatrist composure" / "1" / "2"


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 "A podiatrist composure"
 

Playing her toes

like ivory keys. 

 

A whole piano

made of ten toes

with

chipped

purple

polish.

 

The melody is feet,

in B flat,

 

The sound

fills the room

with a silent buzz,

 

the few seconds

before the

standing

applause.

 

  

"1"

 

No poems

 

Nothing to really

say

 

That simple television

sadness

 

That

 

I need more drink

 

Proccess

 

and yet im connected

 

to the world

the population

the difference is

they know its

not important

enough to write down

in words

 

The fleash will

leave a mark

 

or a burn

on the crust

 

at very least

mound of dirt.

 

Like a pop mark

 

opposed to an earth quake.

 

The single moment

 

when a personal

history dies

 

but the

television plays on

 

volume

up.

 

 

"2"

 

The cat

stalks a fly

from room to room

 

the fly turns into a moth

with every drink

i have

 

when she looses it

 

she nussles me

 

and we sleep

om the couch

 

our greatest catch

 

flying amound

the flowers.

 

 

 

 

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