Thursday, April 29, 2010

The Time You Bought

my suit baloney sliced no matter how my
hoop contamination ,grisly bush opening
,armpit ,mustard yellows in my ears a
combed wallet ,gas impaction ,greasy window
where something I forgot a followed storm
.frees the sneeze but my head drops ,a
light a ball climbs up the wall and is my
head my smile my empty hat my gle
aming ammunition the


not heard

Never the Same

thief and cheese ,gate and hammer ,mice cloud
foggy sugar in my ear I churn my head I angle
fire I lumber through the thudding path the bea
ting .lower hat than I retailed or ,iso lation
,ballooning throat a wake of streaming gas my
laundry mildewed in the garage with my caco
cacaphonia my belief and wheeze my place or
stammer ,coughing at the milky d r o o l the


w h i t e


mutt ,lake ,row

of monkeys

uh dander

uh cloud shirt



Blogger Gerry Boyd said...

Keep pushing the envelope on the possibilities of words. You're making groovy things happen. Bravo!

April 29, 2010 at 7:50 AM  
Blogger John M. Bennett said...

Thanks, Gerry!

April 30, 2010 at 7:42 AM  

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