I am Only Real When
I am only real when
carried on the backs of slaves
Sometimes love is not enough
My daughter says meat
is like fish
thinking
***
A marriage of
a leaf
and a dreary
daylight
will strand
the sun in misery.
***
Boiling peaches
bounce through the
library
navigated by
blowflies and wasps
20 had shrunk and wrinkled
covered in oil.
***
The legless beggar is like
the seed of a star
killing flowers who cannot be
rehabilitated
the eye of a newt from
a well-run sewage treatment
plant.
***
The sun is blinding the grass
grateful against my
overheated fire
red white or
blue
ripened on the green stem
of the turning
earth.
***
Max was launching his unsuspecting
sister
like sludge
peeping through the circular colon
Yellow flowers
play
motorcycles under the bridge
the rain
asked how the
earth was created.