Morning of June 14, 2024

 

TheCat Lady

~Kelly Moyer 

Photography available here




up close

to the crow's

knuckles

~Patrick Sweeney




turns out

you can take it with you

spoliation

~Jerome Berglund




the twisted stanines in my testing history

~Patrick Sweeney




election results macaques + sleight of hand

~Jerome Berglund




Every voter is nothing but a salained corpse



The consternation.

The helpless eyes or the greedy fleeing.

The same attire of the ages.

No new wings for, of, by people.

Only just a box to put something into. What?

None know.


Yet a queue...

A smoke billowing.

~Partha Sarkar




he was far too mathematical for reincarnation

~Patrick Sweeney




not always a bad thing crash test dummy

~Jerome Berglund




a rubber boat traveled on the waters

resistance fighters about to pull the trigger

shoot first, talk later

~Fhen M.




Zummer Evenèn



Zunlight whirlèn

Zummer Evenèn

Russlèn brook

Yollow flowerz

Storm clouds

Gather in orcha'd

Death no foe

Never can forget 'ee

Hearty vo'k zing

A zong ov rememberin'

~Olinda Ninolakis




in this part of the play, I'm the old man writing in the back room

~Patrick Sweeney




dead pixel cheese grater revisionism

~Jerome Berglund




so many triggers Shiva packing heat

~Jerome Berglund




Dog Float



I float therefore I am

My human is close at hand

She leaves me adrift on a float

All the swimmers know me

I am a canine boat


I do know how to swim

Swimmers look at me and grin 

But it's so nice to just

Observe the birds above

In humans I do trust

~Olinda Ninolakis




when we used to wonder who the pallbearers would be

~Patrick Sweeney




leaving Sheetz through the wrong door    the pretzels know the way

~Patrick Sweeney




the voice on the phone doesn't breathe

~Patrick Sweeney




a glance back and the mystic stumbles

  ~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

 


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