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Ready Or Not

Posted in poetry with tags , on August 2, 2017 by malartart

She is a matador

He is a bull’s head resplendent

Red is a flag that thanks their ships

And tempts with a French kiss

To crash off shore and penetrate with anchors


Ringing True (After Lunch We’ll Have Talks)

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , on February 25, 2016 by malartart

the bells are getting louder

             a trap door, a letter head, a flower child

Xerces found dead in bed

My, my, how the crowds sway to what the new Hamster Cheeked Oracle says

Woah there cowboy— can you build the extension onto the porch that you promised me

the death of the originals gives over to the birth of originality

[or so we’ve all heard before]

            empty the—

                  (((echo chamber)))

    and set up shop, sell opinion as fact, trivia as gospel, open ideas prewrapped

travel sick in the head, lay that passport on me

or should we keep/hide/ hesitate/ designate it so it’s under the pillow?

but officials won’t be able to see the small print from there, because

       I’m a music-man and

proud of it and I want all of you/ them/ us to see

cock-a- hoop, cock the pistol, and lets blow

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