Monthly Archives: April 2015

seed

Poetry,

tan bricks and six years, the clock continues to tick
you pull the tooth that receives the radio signals
and still, the ringing emanates from within

foreign objects inside the temple
because you never asked, in a sea of assume
your bones will be sawed—retooled

lighter fluid sprayed on the fire
thoughts of freewill lodged inside a marionette
the double-helix of a predetermined straightjacket

how to put one foot, in front of the other
marching toward your solitary discovery
where faces of your ancestors look down from the sky

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driving in a lake


foggy morning lake has risen from the land
to obliterate the defined edges
fish float to smudge & smear
with minimal effort all contrast is removed
the shapes of trees and houses are swallowed
—into the murky depths of a fisheyed world

when it’s right in front of you
but you don’t know to dodge it

you were once floating gray weightless
until the manatee was struck by the boat
the propeller, cutting flesh deep to the bone
like sharp teeth striking your forehead
and a colorless world wants to seep inside
to replace the blood lost, on broken-glass stillness

see the late morning sun, head-on collision
burn the floating lake from the aftermath
to expose confusion—taking off his twisted-metal skin

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