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Flies

                  Flies “I am a crazed dingo with fresh babies lying in a circle around me.” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls In Dennis Nilsen’s dreams a garland of Young men is laid out all around him for His delectation.  They had wanted love (Or maybe Smirnoff...

The Cat

               The Cat Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem That cat will lie on what you want or walk Where you would go.  He curls round and round As if developing his om to mock Your zen-less...

Stomps to Completion

      Stomps to Completion “dragging my arms upward and into a circle” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls The resonating hole he wants is down Below, guitar hole waiting for his touch Above it.  It is never like a frown Except he tortures it.  It wants to clutch Him...

Hissing

                    Hissing “skin redolent with unspoken kisses” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls   “Never let a fool kiss you and never let a kiss fool you.” A kiss, if spoken or unspoken, smells Of nothing.  Kisses touching skin or lips, Those kisses licking...

Who is Healed?

            Who is Healed? “I stand up to see thighs covered in blood and semen and sweat, and I heal.  I heal.”  ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls The sight transfigures. It ennobles.  Eyes Become the prophets of a sainthood’s view. A holiness of liquids comes in...

The Point of Poetry and Song

   The Point of Poetry and Song Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A poem or a song can be as fierce As knife points.  They are neutral, though, about The hole they make.  They care not whom they pierce...