Issue 8, Summer/Autumn 2009 |
Decalcomania gets the first word.
Skylight peppered with paper mandalas.
Sky for shooting skeet or shoeing horses.
Light projecting ugly yonder barn.
Hero takes stock, slice of windowsill pie cooling cloud-level ‘top the rusty slats:
owls bats
skim-calves (ducks)
chicks w/ dicks “scum pond”
piggy rabbi
cats
rats
worms, worms, worms
Periplus gone to rue. My kingdom for
A. Hero laps what seen. Loves. Sticks farm another spell. B. Hero out.
But But But Hero’s stupid indecisive. Couldn’t pick his sign out the sidereal lineup, let alone to be or not adventure us. Removed from questions of audience, wax edging the cotton swabbed decks, Hero proves anally fruity. Pushes the needle to a vein of 7-inch vinyl. It’s A Greek Chorus Line and it feels, more or less, like Christmas.
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