Naked by George Murphy

Naked

Naked Pocahontas cartwheels between sheaves of meadow grass and half truth history Little wanton Matoaka Turns twelve Within the rough-cut walls of sixteen eight Tobacco men of Jamestown elbow through blue smoke pulling on their blackened pipes grin dirty white to see...
king

the feign king

some twenty flights up enhanced by the light softly pooled on the surface of her shameless picture window’s glow she glides like a tropical fish behind glass slowly dancing...

Orbitorb/blindedblind

mă îmbătam și ziceam că iarna e o iluzie că verdele e doar un mucegai de jur împrejur niște îngeri râdeau (orbitorb) I would get drunk So I could say Winter is an illusion and...

Paradise

thrumming chit-chit sprinklers hum mistaken for operatic crickets trilling lazy resort air as wrinkled splayed foot reptiles bow iguana heads like regal buddhists slowly roaming nirvana crossing thached pagodas unconscious tourists...

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...

from innocence

oh memory childhood illusion behind what synapse the aroma of smoldering autumn fire suburban side roads softly gauzed in smoky light children’s saturday voices rising from yards family raked weekend chored to the status...
war by George Murphy

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...

buddha of illusion

I have given in to its acute resolve no longer question the manner in which it falls lays away from light carries darkness regally unperturbed non apologetic… ever defying the sun sewn...

darkness

that evening you left me on the corner moths drank every street light a swarm of locust devoured the moon. *** NEIL BROSNAN: darkness

Eternally

As if I could say it Aloud I swim inwardly (eternally) *** de parca ai putea sa spui cuiva ca inoti doar iin tine (fara speranta)  

red buddha

Mao attaining... (to buddhahood) Mao you Chairman Buddha now fat cat china cool Tao, your zen red book Great leap forward bone to throw the masses off… seeking you in bullett...
Eduard Manet La Serveuseedited

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...

expectations

That drinking glass that dreadfully clean glass where water is feeling dirty every time I don't sleep I think of you and when the sleeplessness starts that glass awaits me thirsty sitting pretty on the edge of life (expectations) __________ mai e...
Ben Howe. painting art

Alignment

I go outside to drink a bottle of beer the air harsher than the moon up there doesn’t come down the cigarette has its...
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