Free-Range Verse
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Weird 13
Nerves like cornsilk on fire A plume of atomic orange Flames of blueberry stroke A billion heads collapse and sleep Earth is a bed Towels are folded on shelves A long, lonely highway leads to beautiful isolation And good lonely, needed lonely Apricot orchards wear mind caps Black and white bat machines keep order with… Continue reading
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The Latvian Eye Clock
I stare at a blank mind. The paint has run dry. I have no color in which to recite the words of a Latvian king. The clock is a dot, numbers all nonsense like anti-gravity wine in a spaceship. I feel as if I need to bang my head against an ancient Peruvian wall to… Continue reading
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Sudan, Texas
A no hope sky scar laughs lenticular, a vision stretched, a moment cascading down a mountain of gods. I suffer in the stomach, pangs of worry and dreams of the Greek island Crete. How I will ever get there? Never. My existence is limited because of shitty money. But I will go there on my… Continue reading
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Yellow Yesterday
Yellow emotions skid across the floor of the only grocery store. Longevity unfurls in the cinnamon rolls. The man in the candy aisle is addicted to Hot Tamales—a fierce cinnamon-flavored chewy candy. Then there’s that yellowcake uranium house with the darkened, sunset kitchen that stands in the shadows. Aluminum windows, puffer-fish brick. The yard a… Continue reading
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Inverted Heart
It was an empty night by the desk and the heart inverted for the purposes of other people. Chocolate hearts drawn in chocolate chalk melt out there on the stampeding sidewalks. Too tired. Too tired from trying to leap beyond the barriers of all that is right and good. I’ll never make it, in the… Continue reading
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Time Machine Lime
I saw limes twisted and sucked dry, void of juicelying loose, tying the noose, the end of the dripall roly poly on the happening quartz counterlike a space wanderer in a cradlebedding down for the log nightdreaming broken glass kaleidoscopic tightto the missions of a windmill baby lost in my armsI heard the howl of… Continue reading
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The Geranium Machines
The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of space all nonsense Geranium machines Rattling off methodical defense Bullet showers in the windows Curtain calls Charm and sun and blood The euphoric day of another world Take me to Eden Sands A place in… Continue reading
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Electric Arrow
House star fiddling soap emperor cascades down mountain flora searching for a pink heart with someone in it. There’s a black box with insert points, cookies on a chipped plate sitting on a table by a window with paisley curtains. The breeze coming through flops them around like wild flags. “They’ll get cold,” I say.… Continue reading
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I Will Be With You Again
U2 is trudging through a snowy landscape in Sweden in December 1982 They’re pissed off about WAR As we all should be… except for the profiteers They love it Spilled blood and ruined lives make for a fine portfolio Gold polished and kissed raw beneath a thunderstorm of guts Enough of that sickening stuff The… Continue reading
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Gnomes of Rebuttal
Here I am Crushed like red pepper Flakes of food For a golden fish in a water tank The river flows outside my door But always stays in the same place Listen to it now Move over rocks Fall and swirl Pushing the trees aside As if they were theatre curtains Carving a new way… Continue reading
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