WALKING ON THIN ICE

dragonfly shadow - foto by smith

cleveland so far has been good people, great talk, glorious weather, fantastic fotos plus poets & artists (& all the in-between hyphenateds) galore. the 4th of july’s a good time for gathering the cream of the crop.

unfortunately there’s too little time in 13 days for the places, people, and poetry readings we need to see to be - more folk want to see us than there are days left. yesterday we had 4 different social engagements - started with 1 person, took that person to a second person, then to 2 other people, and finally we drove to a 9 people and 2 dog cookout (one small dog adorably bright with large ears named suzy creamcheese). not a bad social day for a curmudgeony anti-social unskilled sociopath who used to have a door mat that said GO AWAY.

here’s 2 more america poems.

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Love, Lust & Atlantis

Big cups of American coffee cheat rent
White bread rat dead

She and he honkeys
Random willed sex smiles
Eco eat spun doc wet work
Paid by skin inch

Collective shoals hustle bush
Shapes shadow symbol
Vargas vaginas piss shit shower shave
Customized codes of conduct

Sheep indivisible suckle our young
On the teats of the old
Dewey without decimal
Rather India-inked Indians
Than dead baby truth

Missed and Mr. P.R. Clone
Dildo ditto dodo
Mime mind
Sheep asleep
Next dead guy to cum along
Arguments amongst the monks

Broken soul mesa, America . . .
No desire
No fire
No fur

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Mausoleum, Museum, Movie

Entombed in night, uneasy
In the wrought iron knots
Of the gray spider’s thread
vague eternal, ember
They scurry replete, unfree
To such preconceived thoughts
As are hung from the dead

west side market clevaland ohio - foto by smith