crushed gnats, butterflies, cicadas shells, a juiceless dragonfly a hoard of buzzes, a hoard of horse flies, clinching limbs snapping door screens “So this is the morning… Read more “Summer Aubade”
Category: poetry
Average of Revolutions
The Average of Revolutions is an era of fallacy an error – no less, of philanthropic tapestry. And though the curtains – drawn, tied by titans, who… Read more “Average of Revolutions”
The Original Trickster
The Original Trickster told me to tell you that when you are told to behave to tell that teller who told you things to fuck off. The… Read more “The Original Trickster”
Sonnet 1
A bulb of sweet flesh and nectar and nerves is flicked on and on and prodded by hands slick with a private loss along its curves of… Read more “Sonnet 1”
Sweet (an old toothache poem)
Slow thudding, thumping pain struck teeth, enamored by frozen sweetness, ravaged – to the weak enamel, pitied to the ringing core, Rhythmless, it was just an empty… Read more “Sweet (an old toothache poem)”
