medications, hard liquor.
these frail stilts holding us above deep oceans.
belletristic notations in lost notebooks.
we are of an army finished by approximation, asphyxiation.
we are fast asleep
and Argonaut dreaming.
March 28, 2012
the fine blade
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that is pandering.
this is a poem.
1. the bending of steel
poetry.
coffee.
a love of hard liquor.
rifles, shotguns, pistols
revolvers.
men were bound by
thinner threads then these.
2. hammering to form
poetry.
coffee.
a love of hard liquor.
rifles, shotguns, pistols
revolvers.
man’s bind was broken by
thinner threads than these.
3. the fine blade
beauty.
art.
love.
the eyes and body move
of a naked dancing muse.
man’s mind was broken by
thinner threads than these
– hoc Scripsi
the platitudes of willful resemblance 