January 2011
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Hey...
…I have three self-published books of my poems available HERE for the low low price of $7 US.
And you should check out my other blog - Gnash Nosh - for actual daily up dates. I do get around to posting the poems over here on tumblr, but it takes me a bit.
Hope everyone is having a great holiday season!
Michael
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Macled
Macled 11/25 The beauty of speed is that nothing is seen Everything becomes base colors and shapes The sum of parts I am a second person that is only seen at speed Sitting quietly waiting to be seen
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Cranberry
Cranberry 11/24 I wear the shirt on days I’m feeling low it is deep red pink maroon It absorbs light and feels like sunset The dark recesses of my mood vanish become berries floating in cool water This is irrational and clothes cannot change us It is easy to forget oneself in sunset the promises of nightfall are a lot to bear Blackness and stars that unblink endlessly Who among us can stare back...
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Versioning
Versioning 11/23 Kings are born – they are not an object fashioned in fires of a forge – they are unmade by the machinations of man – they are gods on earth suddenly immaculate before us – someone old has died someone young has ascended – Oliver Cromwell is riding in the hills – he is not hunting – he is looking at the greenery that bears his name – it is only in name that it bears anything...
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Maternity
Maternity 11/22 I couldn’t understand – almost would never want to
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Middle Order
Middle Order (Y.O.) 11/21 Something – breaks across the path of the rising sun Crosses into the deep blue of sky and leaves white trails Rose-colored and opening – it is a finger across water Etching the surface of heaven with its print Are the marks permanent? – Are you? Make what you will of this contrail – missile – plane 1. Against the wind – the sun rises and then pops the clouds open...
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Mate
Mate 11/20 I wrap the edges in tape to smooth the sharpness I drop it in the cool water and smooth it over the bearings and the tarnish is gold and brown and black with flares of blue and red and purple I wrap the knuckles on my right hand in tape to hold the skin together and protect my joints from impact from heat from the grating flesh of metal I drop it in cool water and then into talc...
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Apothecary
Apothecary 11/19 Here’s the history – it is sitting in you – your sweat smells like old paper – libraries What is your card catalogue made of
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Masticate
Masticate 11/18 Those lines are ground into a pulp are turned into fuel The literature tells us that a balanced diet is a must Cook up some Whitman and dash O’Hara liberally Follow that pyramid well Finish with Dickinson and Carson Like a glass of red wine after a meal Those lines can be ground up and snorted They are mighty powerful and treat you like a bitch Whose depends on how well you...
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Revolt
Revolt 11/17 The line is a cage – a tiger lurks behind the bars – deeply growling ticking – a bomb that never stops It expands – fire storm – black lines and orange – a schematic a room becoming parts of a room The line is a floating bar – they are a hovering forest – bricks are stairs the tiger – lifts from the ground And here is a universe – the sun howling at the center – everything swirling –...
Troublesome
Troublesome 11/16 Over it.
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Racked
Racked 11/15 Your hands up here and your ankles there I hold you down press into your palms and push you to the edge and then to breaking
