Daily Archives: July 19, 2018

BLUE MORPHO

Blue Morpho Poem


NIGHT KILLER

NIGHT is a mushy killer of

daylight whose victim

destroys shadows flattened

entities felled by object(ions)

-(prison splits minds, you)-

AND

a dreamy jury listens -!-

DAYlight rises vampirically like

the first felled Angel /(that

holy golden blood nourished it’s

first victim called

in

som

nia //.\\ )    in  a  world  that

continuously dreams.

:: 07-16-2018 ::


NOTHING GOES HERE

[nothing goes here] YEAH go on a

bastardSLAP bang )OOPS(

that year a salty tear fell

cascaded down my brown THIGH-eye

know my weakness is bad relationSHIPS

leaving every port where my heart

)OOPS( drowns. The worst Broadway

play axed half in wholes like

Picassoic strokes —do i hate it—

\\trickytricksterfuchsakes//

Y )OOPS( ES
of course.

:: 07-16-2018 ::


CONTOURS

THE contour of a

popped kernel

Slipped into my mind

as a silliest

th ought popcorn

pops is a mean guy

who viciously beat

the woman who loves

me. i like eating

popcorn but hate

pops.

MY kernal of #truth!

:: 07-16-2018 ::


THE MESSAGE


ALPHA BETS

wakes up at miserable

NEEDS-TIME a stumbling poet/every

step a letter – BUMPcrashing

fumbling into E; dangerous letter

as a spike like F;
C so smooth like a soft chair;
X to prostrate oneself a C R O S S;
B squishy boobies like Aunt Olga
who lost her secrets within a
dilapidated lie.

Alpha bets are big winners
and sometimes sore losers.

If i could have a word with you
i would use all alpha bets to
just express my imaginary world.

Then. Love?
Never mind—i always
lose that bet.

:: 07-16-2018 ::