Friday, September 18, 2026

Three Poems by Daniel J Flosi

machine operating lLuddite
throwing stones
into and ouyt of loom
crosswind tailspin
luring too loose to solve
the appealing appeal
of mixing after quaalude
limited liability gospel
mostly exposed




I won’t
tell you
not to
want to
suck the
face dry
sycophantic
influence
junky
murmur
seeks to
seek more
filler




we who descend from
the Mayflower

puritan goodness
likelihoof to delight
w/ tempatation
towards then
dances tightly exposed
copies of a graft and burn/
algo railroaded
hostages
fundamentally speaking
feverishly humored
like walking backwords

fond of the fondled
man as relative stripped
of any real potency

a life of its own


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