poetry

 

[Alyeska] by J. Townsend

 

just wall up the room   shaved

brick between the lids dripping

fuel   slick water sluice of feather

& bone a load of rubber breakers

long skirts rustle the safety codes

on the ready Brother   barges corral

pouring black pepper in a wound 

drops chasm   needle thru breast-

plate hollow air pocket too little

cement can’t reflect pressure point

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boil the body in a capsule   their

legal fair share reeds pressed in

oil again   streets wading thru

comments   pithy analysis boards

bigger fish to fry travel down

my channels   bright scales the veinal

walls ballooned ship a bound orbit

swings  terror flints the surface spark 

center loosens shore   up still

thoughts bringing all assets to bear