tagNon-Erotic Poetryinventing the inventor

inventing the inventor


We pull out subconscious like day old cud--
bring it up, chew it out,
this brain spit dissolves like mind saliva
crackin' down perception,
we split them like a stick.

If I could cut you a straw
it would be one with a perfectly hollow stem
without a crack. Monocot dried and perfect
for the blow of crushed raspberries
that spray our names
across cave walls.

You tell me
the writing
is the knowing
is the writing
and I wanted to say hello,
I noticed your famous steps.

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