failing
to be a hunger artist
I stumble
around the mansion of words
from room to room
hunting poems to eat
crawling
out of the boarded up window
I am lucky to find
a thousand blank verses
dangling on the lower tip
of a crescent moon
Shot Glass Journal, 3
A Room of My Own: War of this Wor(l)d Gembun
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*Politics of Distraction*, X
At an outdoor briefing, "military operation," "little excursion,"
"self-defense strikes" amid camera clicks in unseasonal heat...
