Tailem Bend ... photo Philip White
.
Consecutive
Dreams
1
fourteen
outa the venturi each side
inch
long in the old money
pretty
on the end like target slugs
it
was easy but it bled
like
ripping feather dusters
tight
cellophane strapped
soft
and so dumb
relieving
the choked fuckin nostrils
shit
it felt good
but
how did that evolve from a lizard scale
them
pinfeathers up my hooter?
2
climbed
from tennis court to church
reptile
nostrils twitch empty
great
warriors rip each other to bits
they
put their best clothes on
rush
like ants
shove
each other valiant wadding
and
wait for platelets
they
do not know anybody
I
lick their tiny window
Philip
White
.
1 comment:
... always have your translations checked by many, including somebody who understands English ...
you wrote that one here yesterday now you write this
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