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 The Alien

                The Alien I woke and saw it there above my bed, A shocking thing to look up to.  At first It frightened—did a number on my head. Because of horror films, it wasn’t worst Of those I’ve seen, but, hey, it loomed obscene There, almost scaly, dried out...

Two Souls in One Body

   Two Souls in One Body With me an extra self comes.  He is gray, Not blond, just like a Troy Donahue Has been grayed out.  The PC’s bright array Goes dim as if a mist damped down the view Of Surfside 6.  This self hulks, wrinkled, in The background or takes over...

Upon the Face of Agamemnon

Upon the Face of Agamemnon “and also he [King Priam of Troy] admires Agamemnon for his beauty” ~ Athenaeus, Deipnosophistae, XIII, 906 Forget that Helen for a moment.  Think Of gorgeous men.  The King of Troy could not Resist men’s beauty.  Helen caused a stink That...

To the King of Greece

    To the King of Greece The past attempts to speak.  It tries to talk With words and other ruined things like stones That lie in heaps or carved acanthus stalk Of leaves in marble.  Sometimes vellum tones Come up from opened scrolls.  Occasionally Our history gives...

The Central Singularity

  The Central Singularity The blood of sadness is reality. The real stands far away from bloodless veins And not in shadows.  No duality As Zarathustra saw it swells or strains Inside the marrow of the universe. Inside its bones where quantum physics seethes The...

It was (you may say) satisfactory

It was (you may say) satisfactory Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When once there was a war above, not all Was wrong. The heft of heaven is the strength Of its stability. The walls, though tall, Are...