Thursday, November 3, 2011

poems || John M. Bennett

chain the comb your
luggage ʭ knot cl
uster ),dr,i,p,p,i,ng,(
air soy huehue
teotl ,a ≈ cloud




,mule ,knock ,EZLN
,sendero de grava ,and
,muddy bags ,of ch
ips an ,storm ,slimy
in the mountains
a doll stands free
,shoots,
●




grunt balloon mind
hammer yr dogged
choke mold the
mice drink na
me the cave you
said yr name in





hole
half
it





bulb tool
waste
runny fog

≈,,,





my thigh star
apt to cringe

the “dog lake”

~whiff~





bore me to
ward my as
pirinhalation
reach your
tuna burger
what was sp
lashed I fried my
headache breathes today





phone your door tie
your clot mister
Flagwurst slaps
his ear )))




shoed your dr≈
ool my sopping socks a
marble p●ulsing in
your nostril

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