poems || John M. Bennett

shot the fog ●●●::::lipo 
suction dogged the 
alley ri vered with cats 
my sw elling boot 
throat my handunition 
swoll with ticks and 
severaled ho urs )you 
spit into the wal  L   ets
 
 
  
 
dice and meat the vi 
nes ripple through yr 
sleeve no ear to wav e 
~ a corn sandwich 
folded in my pocket ~ 
))his grimy rabbit sl 
eeps beneath the 
steps((       th  steps(((

  
 
soon the torn lango tries
 ta ,ape crisco ,sh oe yr 
laptop so my spoke   
rudder tremb les his )l
og nostril( aims the br 
eeze ))shadow of your 
too t my stridulation      
s  n  e  e  z  e   (    (     (

 
 
 
user loaf ,ton flaque 
,the loft chew my sin 
ger in his ear she cry 
stals in the mothy la 
ke you forget again 
.fry the surface tens 
ion and my comb luck
na           M           es

 
 
 
ay hazy gun lake doubt 
faster smoke than 
sugar laundried in the 
seizure of your humid 
eyesight was a leaking 
hound whalloped with 
my pasta bowl an ar 
fingarfing on the ≈      
s      h       o       r      e
 
 
  
 
drain suit ,number 
model chattered loot in 
back garage the dust 
an tunn eled mice my 
whee zing ... sleeves 
and ti res fulla ooo b 
alls an  shrivelled  birds


  
 
dazed and stamped 
into the box пп noted 
wallet fulla lur ch an ≈ 
swallow ,my fas ter 
cheese he  )choked( 
be e s float on wind ~~
my comb you drenched
≈ sle eping in his 
swirling ≈ thr   o   n    e
 
 
  
 
the mud blocks glisten 
mu te fish twitch in 
wind c lay □≈□≈□ your 
draining wall my feet 
knew pas t  __п   п___ 
your stumbli ng stream 
≈ a spoon an knife OV
beneath   the    stones