Always
Some Poet
Drowns
In
Soup
And
Phlegm
Maybe Blood
Shuffling Words Like A Rock Garden
As the Last Gasp Comes
Down t he Hall lIke Dickinson's
Somewhere a byronic fantasy
drowns
in the real
mess of
pussy ass dick fuck
their own
someone else's
juices
aren't
ink
But
Some Where Is
Crowned
A new King
Or Breached
A new
Universe
Coughing
Toward
Bethlehem
Somewhere
Militants
Somewhere
Pacifists
Somewhere
The guards are shot
Somewhere
A rock
A fire
Those solar tools of liberation
Taken up
In small
When god is gone
Like insects spinning nests
from web
when the spider
Somewhere Somewhere
A poet drowns A poet drowns
in wine in wine
is drowned
was born to end
aspirating
red vomit
raise a glass
and wait
your turn
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