Category: Poetry
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Tomb (Poetry)
There’s a tomb near the corner store Sugar, meat, beer, and discount cigarettes The doors yawn in experiments of all shapes and sizes Often dancing with a full bladder Often unaware of the bodies Every corner kisses a point Every point can be a weapon Filled with snacks and chemicals -K.M.O
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Trenches (Poetry)
The mind framed in breath and bone Fractured, grinding blurred eye contact between teeth Hits you like a drink and car, first the drink then the car Dancing askew in winter catacomb Murder memory, limit and reduce It’s time for another smack You have to love someone before you die by one Trying to starve…
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Memory (Poetry)
I can feel the words burrow into the brain Twist and jab, anything it takes to burrow into memory Then it struck I’m a man at sea, strapped to the deck of a dead ship I’m a man hurled towards the sun Flesh and fire, curled into atoms of expelled energy -K.M.O
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When I Roll From Sleep (Poetry)
When I roll from sleep I’d do the moon a favor to fall back in Lop off a head with mounting bounty Subdue the witch, hoist her up to heaven Feed her back to the stars from which she was born When I stretch my body A flash of leg, Immediate itch Like the evening…
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