by McKenzie Langford
eye-duped at its rosy core / a nucleus in a quantum love swarm / déjà vu is only nostalgia pranking poetic / it jesters the universe / it goggles the ripe holy vision of Hermes & futureperfect childsages raised on Halloween & cartoons & cereal / telepathy-quick realization that a single eye-duped moment contains embedded within it the conspiracy of your entire personal & transpersonal history is a zencoin worth pocketing / if somebody wanted my attention they could’ve mailed or knocked / as long as things keep interesting.
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Friday, August 2, 2013
night-shuffling /
by McKenzie Langford
God’s children cannot feed on aphorisms only / trade you a fiver USD for some of that Beulahland currency / -- it is a poison moon that scopes these things / won’t you snap a Polaroid & thereby trap the ghosts? -- / time is a lizard the color of whiskey plague fear or electric forest sweat / lizard the time / the way is bricked in century junk & tender data / sure to freak eyeballs & eardrums awonder / don’t think asunder / there breathes an open window in my dream.
God’s children cannot feed on aphorisms only / trade you a fiver USD for some of that Beulahland currency / -- it is a poison moon that scopes these things / won’t you snap a Polaroid & thereby trap the ghosts? -- / time is a lizard the color of whiskey plague fear or electric forest sweat / lizard the time / the way is bricked in century junk & tender data / sure to freak eyeballs & eardrums awonder / don’t think asunder / there breathes an open window in my dream.
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