Issue 7, Winter/Spring 2009

PANG, by Andrew Lundwall

breakdown of two pregnant tours trajectories've turned to waste
these requests fever-lash from coast to coast lightning all fists
and this erotic is freshly crayoned derelict cranes escorting ennui
and this sprawling dentistry is unlike any other this gossip of chains
this ticking nervous kiosk propped up in sick ridgeline of buttocks
computer-generated members teeth the moon massacre climaxing spurting
a five-year eternity shaves testicles of shuttlecocks jaw drawling
in frogs richly lowering as dog-tagged as limb additives of pillar

aura and fault of limbo in face down palms up endangered wheel
on some intense sedative that is one which would stake down
bluish elusive flesh whose creep organisms experience alarm
in absolute cookies in binds of incoherence and kiddin' door
jingling destiny in port-hole clocks of this bobbing forehead
a silencer balcony however bygone underpants of countenance
gap the escape of senses torpedoed notions triangle champagne
in fear of skin and sea-bottom of this incomprehensible gesture