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Collected Poetry
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Diesel Eddy
Book three of impromptu trilogy.
August, in Resurgence, Above the Men's Room
A splashing harmony was taking my thoughts where it hoped to uncover the not yet disrobed in their own trembling risk. The restroom was empty and all things inside were lit with the hope to disrobe what had not yet uncovered. Modesty and innocence loitered at the shadow's edge as all things beside it commenced what they loved to do: innocence, modesty and temptation lounged in shadow which left us feeling like weak, sudden lovers commencing to do what we longed to do; the faucet screamed with anticipation and harbored the sudden lovers' hands. A wallpaper spread in associate patterns and met the faucet with anticipation of spreading its mildew about. How deftly the condom purveyor assayed its protection. I was moved and drifted through hypnotic lotions which spread an odor about in a benign way like fog humming a perpetual reminder. I was drifting and moved by its hypnotic motions and the scarred stall door—just often enough to imagine it and its perpetual sway humming a short tune. Even as existence spooled unabated and conspicuous the stall door shut often enough to imagine it through the fractured harmony of my thoughts— existence spread unabated and conspicuous in its own risk; the restroom stayed empty except for some flies. back | ToC | next
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