almost known a flower of noughts
the experiment – denaming the iguana
... but slowly, so slowly people would think it a shadow of
their own thoughts
who falls through the million ceilings
the rate of exchange
of rare inkstands. then extinction
can write spells
can spell rights
“& the streets rang with fiery blood”
almost pantaloons
almost a police officer / almost an unknowable language’s
horror
almost “the keystone of dawn”
~
carpet fluff everywhere
except their captain was hanging
loose, & the wings of the pages beat in the storm
all that is / all that they drove
through the starry starless middays to see
& the scent of bubblegum on a lover’s lips
they couldn’t get the word emotion to move
they tried a new secret weapon
but it just said it felt sad
& the scent of bubblegum on a lover’s lips
& the scent of bubblegum on a lover’s lips
& bubblegum on a lover’s scented lips
Fearful poems.
ReplyDeleteFearfully good poems.