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Monday, November 25, 2002

   
divorcee

sentimental shards of shattered you on a couch of fleeting threads
when you whistled insomnia requiem
the lightest friction on quivering flesh rivers
hung to perfection your killer reflection your stained glass features
hiding behind the synapse thunderclap
clinging to my throat like a million quarter notes
spilling from the black and brown seethers, your eyes
the pools between your dark membranes
all over my hands for weeks your dark ink stains
posted by Shaun Minus 9:24 PM


Tuesday, November 19, 2002

   
parentheses

sweet dirty fingernails
you can scratch a song
into my velveteen chalkboard
and we'll put it on black wax
and dance around the railroad tracks

we'll tickle pink fancies in stereo sound
bleed wine for the species
smooth out the creases
in her newspaper dress
she gets my eyes darting
she gets my infant distress
moving like a plane crash under my rock rebellion

humming a bleached garden
full of fetal flowers sway lazy
like a black and white screaming newborn
baby fool moon undertow
all spines entwined in a summer slave
watching our fingers misbehave

posted by Shaun Minus 12:29 AM


Monday, November 18, 2002

   
tin can piano

an eternity spent on gravel roads
losing control of cold shakey hands
making wheels of clouds and fields
making homes out of memory drifting

leather shoes and rubber soles and metaphors
a bed of dry leaves and a blanket canopy
staring at stars and the wind howls ophelia
her oriental scarves twisting and floating the river

now i have drums as bulldozers my ears
holding fast the livid keys of a tin can piano
snapping at the scars on my fingers aluminum salts
in love with collapsing the shadow of stone mountain

posted by Shaun Minus 11:51 PM


Monday, November 11, 2002

   
wooden boy and wooden brain
sleeping now and again through winter storms
winter sores and winter rains
frozen amid songs that sound as if tossed
adrift among the sheets and saccharine dreams
she tries to kiss me as torrents scream

posted by Shaun Minus 9:49 PM


 
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