Thirteen is a number
and this number thirteen
is a number that only goes into
thirteen
the same number thirteen
some think unlucky
but there is no luck
and therefore no unluck
unless all is unluck
and then all is
thirteen
the same number thirteen
a mistake by the baker
who rolled too much dough
and has too many buns
so now we have plenty
to eat with thirteen
and some think it lucky
but really
thirteen
all these thirteens
are best described as
at optimum
prime
a loose collection of mainly un-premeditated thoughts from a Martian sympathizer on the planet Earth.
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Prescription
You say the pain is back
behind your face
between your ears?
Place one plump blueberry
in your mouth and roll it around
on your tongue
then catch it between cuspids
don't crush it
just the weight of a nibble
tantalizingly incomplete
enough to release a dribble
of sweet juice that settles
sublingually
then move the ripe berry
between tongue and hard palate
and suck it dry.
Call me
in the morning.
behind your face
between your ears?
Place one plump blueberry
in your mouth and roll it around
on your tongue
then catch it between cuspids
don't crush it
just the weight of a nibble
tantalizingly incomplete
enough to release a dribble
of sweet juice that settles
sublingually
then move the ripe berry
between tongue and hard palate
and suck it dry.
Call me
in the morning.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Opitulation
Two eyes, afloat
Sloshing about on a bus
Buoyant on the tide of
Watery ooze -that is to say,
Humanity -and hard, angular minerals-
More or less concretely,
The traffic.
Perception arrives
A giddy trampolinist
Out of breath, bounced and bent
Into shapes and colours
By the message from
The stars.
Sloshing about on a bus
Buoyant on the tide of
Watery ooze -that is to say,
Humanity -and hard, angular minerals-
More or less concretely,
The traffic.
Perception arrives
A giddy trampolinist
Out of breath, bounced and bent
Into shapes and colours
By the message from
The stars.
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