BONES
1.
No rap was used
In the writing of this poem
No dancing girls in the video
No here today gone tomorrow
Cookie cutter solo singers
Sampling other artists
To cover up lack of talent
2.
My genetic line drawn
From burdock and witchgrass
A descendant of gourds
And the space between
The anus and the genitals
Like gingham and ginger
Antiques and collectibles
Desire for sex in old houses
Feelings that make my toes curl
3.
The palomino marked buttocks
Of ignorance
Cast bliss as pre-flood earth
Lusting God into a woman
Hell and death into virgins
Their cherrying tongues disheveling
The toes of love
4.
Occasional unctuous moments
When I wasn’t Janus or Orphelia
Depression not flagging her bare ass in revival
Turning my Christianity Marion
5.
Psychotic episodes
Fucking the years to a blur
Taking on the characteristics
Of locust trees
Prone to loosing limbs
And smothering the ground
With leaves and shade
6.
Licking the dust of abandoned buildings
Attempting to be a branch snatched from the fire
Erotic with the smell of cigarettes and old clothes
Pinging the ferro of mold,mildew and basement drains
Healed by trapped moistures’ aromatherapy
Proctoring Depecote with Lithium
Casting enzymes like burning trash
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