poem || Jeff Harrison

 
ROTHSWITHA VON GADERSHEIM'S DOUBTFUL FLUID
 
gird now
leaves'
runnel sweetness
clouded as Virginia,
each name a
light human guzzle
days narrow & open
& heaped wide
dark pristine crumbs
crumble darkly pristine
obedience plain as
day-old crusts thrown
to the words
compression
sporting a squirt
decorum holds good
all these years,
dignity
scored somewhere
along your ribcage
noon's sake
left to shine
upon foliagekind,
now you see
she rose 3 weeks
& lives off sin
& if she did it then
she'll probably do it again
second verse business
hates direction... EARTH...
you're being watched, but
when it comes to the coin,
only the eagle is against you,
bewildered beyond poetry
bee swarm preceding law courts
cannibals take a loooooong time
to come around to the light
did you say EARTH or did I
just catch the tail-end of something
36th Street too far
for a
miracle
so stand u pleasing from the earth
though coarse nine times out of ten
that's the type of olive branch in this
animal bit O so unfit to be seen luxurious
gather out of the building readiest silver
vulgar ringer the perfect hue
so soon island leaves
are the homes of heaven
possibility of earnest unawares,
untrue as ROTHSWITHA VON GADERSHEIM
consistency far down subdues the 5th vaulting
contrivances bound hand and foot
rashness schematizes callousness,
my middle way slipped under the door
get the word wide awake / long road
against the windows / O professional
tail life flattered all by yourself, R v G,
tell us supermarket fruit excruciates us still
don't tell us the hereditary is easy to restrain