Wednesday, September 4, 2013

re past

poured ,and the roof
salt swallowed ,aft
the fridge er ,if fridge
the coff in was ,your
kitchen, the foaming b
rine next the s lab of f
ish blinks ,a sal ,mon a
net of evening by the
p late ,the forking
t urned roward you
.the knife he sh ifTs
,for the m uttering c
lay  when the beaker
b rims ,and your shirt
was f illed with waves

...pourg in meat slu, an if g, bluent...
- Olchar E. Lindsann


loop clot ,if trails be
neath the foot ,a
s lug and gene rative
or gan ,orgone lox ran
cid on a bun what sh
rouds the foot ,a fix
itive ,useless ,in the
p itted pat h  .sw
eating ,ro ped ,a shove
L c runches in the
grave L  ,and the st
rumming steps re
treat ,dragging your t
attered string ,where
yr open shoe ex hales
,an de tongues the night

...solace of the fork himselve n.
- Olchar E. Lindsann


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