Bernie and Hillary sitting in a tree…
#Hill and #Bernie sitting in the #Times
First comes small type on the Front Page.
Then comes article on Page Twenty Three.
Then comes #Bubba
Sucking his thumb,
Wetting his pants,
Doing the...
Waitress’s
Two waitress’s at IHOP talk
vaccinations between Swedish
pancakes and Denver omletts.
Talk about their kids...
what ails them now, while walking
platters, scraping change
and worn dollar bills
into no...
the holy city in my dreams
jazz fusions blew my mind last night, man
Monk was walkin black spiders down
eighty-eight west as rain fell in sheets and
blink-blink-blink the vibes lit up
ambulance...
s_a_v_t_o_ train
insatiable appetite
eats everything
kidneys
heartbeats
dreams
devours without end
flies under the radar
of patriotic flags
revolutionary anthems
licks mouths dry
where lipstick once gave beauty reign
leaves rictus grins
on exhausted faces
runs fat hands...
contemplation at dawn
I only saw your breasts
asleep
aromatic
asymmetric
I sniffed around
and I forgot
to remember myself
(contemplation at dawn )
îți vedeam numai sînii
adormiți
aromați
asimetrici
amușinam
și uitam
mă uitam
(o contemplare în zori)
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By PUIU JIPA:...
dilettante-ism
splattered rabbit
early a.m.
remnant scarlet
on the double yellow line
inside out
pulseless in a heartbeat
Goodyear revolution
of whitewall rubber
triple ply tread
sporting a brand new snazzy
zig zag pelt
bunny coat
back...
Thin Rain
Thin rain
melting snow
I can't tell you
how tired I am
of your back
and my thoughts
George Murphy
Proudly Made in America – Presidential Sexual Assault
“I did try and fuck her. She was married.
I moved on her like a bitch,
But I couldn’t get there.
And she was married.
You know I’m...
The Number of Our Days
Your flesh was a glass chorus
of cruel sirens
who with every touch
chafed the ribbons of my fingers raw.
In your blue eyes
I notched with a yellow...
the ride
death is a lime green cadillac
with two sleek fins
circa 1959
lots of chrome
humongous tinted windshield
glides above bumps in the road
finds its way
to any destination
the last...
The crushed cup (Sen no Rikyu, 1522-1591)
after a final sip
the master crushed his favorite cup
bid each honored guest farewell
retreated to the garden
to rend from flesh
undying essence
sever the shadow
of the moon...
Eternally
As if I could say it
Aloud
I swim inwardly
(eternally)
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de parca ai putea
sa spui cuiva
ca inoti doar iin tine
(fara speranta)
nouveau math
ridiculously narrow women
poured into black spandex
circle their own cool shadows
pencil thin
wandering free form
over the illusion of abstract leafless branches
interrupted sunlight scatters
down the edge of...
the fifth horseman
darkness rides itself
wrapped in an empty cloak
on the back of a frothing stallion
mouthing phantom malice
without a rider to give it voice
soulless
searching for someone new
to...

















