1.
Too-good steel drum solo
oscillates
particles between me and
Grandpa's gaze
over the McDonald's,
whitesquishy.
But our eyes somehow
strong for the tension
of tethered differences.
Mostly he seems confused.
Two suspects are dead.
(Unexpected transition up
halfstep on upbeat)
How to feel charity for
some one not so
pathetic as the 14 dead
bleached elves?
"It's a miracle what
a penny can do."
(Close-up on black baby
because Christmas)
Contact maintained til
door swung.
2.
My brother weary
slammed his forehead
into the clearing.
Wind colored corn
ears adorned in
husky song
Daylight drenched
you
out of a beginning and
into
a tight smack gong blast
trance. on all sides
immovable.
I can't reach you
because I only move
inward. Not
within. Inward.
self-senseless
sets you stew for
seemingly ever
Some call it amber,
liquid old
Tar-trapped
but skin wrinkles in-
ward illusory mold.
Welcome to the Dollhouse
Fold.
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((Lit Pretty))
Twinkle twinkle me in tar
"Why did you come
here, my child?"
Why from so far?
3.
Stomach
wound
Gut cut
All the
prowess of the Mountain wedged
sidelong
pierce
mud of
me Heavy
and
shiver grossly.
knots in
belly
knots in
hip
knots in
shoulder heap
knots in
part of bone that
sticks
to other
knot
connected
so we
twist
become a
fever blister
gasping
for The cold
gripping
at clouding exhales as if
to
fashion a cord
condensed
contraband.
Immunity.
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