8 poems || John M. Bennett

  

The Highway Mirror

sseeming nnodder ,wwaffle

ttimes...  ettch the scsc

reen yr hheadd “pperceives” a

mmottled nnote a sww

illing skskull beneath its

mmeat sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

caves an lagos ,ni

dos de la mano ,bon

y trees en flammes su

r le grand chemin hh h  h   h    h   

Mirror of the Splinters

lens£less lunch leg the

denk lawn’s cero te

thuper wailing pour the

mayo r it’s awful ,lo

ud der mitosis swall

owing the face explan

ation fo cussed thru

the bulging glass o

plunder thigh o ept

omiasis stcreaming in

yr throat o throt !

“broke’s all.............

Meataphysical Mirror

la esspumossa là ton b

bras futile mais hacedor

y en lo hecho ,lo an

dado ,si anda da es

mi mano ,crispadita

,croquante  .ooooOooOooo p

or las b urbujas lié

me los dedos ,para

que se to casen ,rut

ilantes ,anal fabetos

,pinches hotdogs que me

conocen el “mundo” ,nada

ficado con la mostaza

de mis esscupitazzos coco

sific antes * *  *   *    *     *      *       *        *

Mirror of the Chair and Glass

asic hart my

dramp suits tra

ditore at the cow

boy ,convex radio

in your scissors spoke

my feather’s fact

astonished bunnies

,forking ,smoke ,head

spheres blend the

little happening

:view of sauces ,t

rigger eye ,wh words

origin in the soap t

exts ,moist socks

,thought water in

the “fog”  )trans

parent mud(  con

jures ,teeth ,sp

oon tent bridge

where the wash

brute opens  .feed

the synaesthesia tube

,asp culture inflated

hump  )backyard(  pap

er pillow book worms

)or fish(  “provisional”

dialectic salivation

appropriemec cult

ure sleeves enormous

manners in the

loose limp or

dust petition the

same hand semblet

gas root foot vac

uum  .coil emotic

,fluid pigs ,face

beet fracture

.feedbae fire ,sou

ght wound ,occu

pies the outophic

music ,archaic

birdcages ,chairs

and glass

Explaining Jim Leftwich’s

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 34, 2012

Mirror of the Word Blank

never burning the signature

earth’s red shift pattern fin

ished the sleep smoke inches ,a

maze detailed the dull frame’s

ennui myth rug and

dark hotel ,mud void

perhaps ,the backyard rain

transformer sand ,muffled

book that spitty poem’s

blank wing white

echo in the corridor

at the bottom of space

snow ,hazy word

blown from the ashen

sale

Murmuring in Ivan Argüelles’

“(ennui)”

H

estique ,sondeo del

masworter splobping

on yr  )“socks ‘n cuffs”(

]the thundered  cor  pse[

gloves ,tissue ,                          O 

R      I      Z      O      N      T      E

bm

als bildner  )bomb(  th

s craw led sky’s  f

lagged worter yr

eyesweat  thought less

t   h   r   o   u   g   h

trk

es teem ate

roil gnack ehn

“sot vision” vis

avis

Dreamed Gate