Sunday, June 11, 2017

Character Count

“If reason be judge, no writer has produced such inconsistent characters as nature herself has.”

 “… he was, in the extremest sense of the word, a stranger.”

            -H. Melville

It translates confidence
Epoxy to hold my brother
it holds with two quick slaps
one part primal then the fix

We vote with our feet
Between seeing & being seen
between making a shoe
& finding a buyer for the shoe

I heard the all points I saw the man
Seeking stranger with two jobs
poet with the stinging cheeks
wilder mongrel propped up for song

Training ones ear to disrupt
to engage uncivil verse
as strange as the orchid
voting for wasps

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