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

open to distortions, fractures, and jumps by Joshua Martin

 

what functions across shallow rAdAr jackets

              [scanning spLEEnS puzzle over earlobes

                assured of conduct unprovoked by

                anthill conspiracies of combative gestures]:

/ : heath, sullen conquering wisps

     gloomy in all dwindling castles

     pouring ribboned pubic lice

     onto warped textbook innuendo = / => => =>

                                                       oUt oF wOrK

                                                       cAdAvEr

                                                       shopping beneath

                                                             errands jointly

                                                             combustible (as

tones reek of out of state dioramas

pulled ALONG coastal jump rope Romeos

disinclined to speculations or specifics) =>

                             \ ;

            ‘didn’t this orb of lessons

             simulate an earthquake

             teasing a thermometer?’

                       the question was asked

                       with an ear to the lightbulb

                       affidavit = / dressed as

                                              a swooning

                                              avalanche

                                              basking in

                                              the blinding

                                              RaYs oF

                                              incognito

                                              insecticide       /

: : : : [dense

                   ly ascertained sheets

                   the envy of toilet

                                            WATER

                                             shiver

                                                      ing

                                                            SPURS] : : : :

. . . . .

        leased wavelengths fear travel

                                                         . . . . .

               )backwards echoing

                         AFFECTATIONS(

                                     . . . / - - - BoLd^ly

                                       & severe^ly 

                   misshaped

, as a worrisome ankle monitor

  adjusted fanciful orifices , , , , , , , , , , =>

                                                           dUsT

                                                           tO

                                                           BeNt

                                                           hippie

                                                           fissures <=

]daunted (sensed?) the formulaic

 tonsils (motions?) regarding eras

 as worthless distinctions without a

             SYSTEM

                             [

 

2 Poems by Rus Khomutoff

 

Marzipan Divination Folly by Mark DuCharme

  for Joshua Martin

The crystallographer zeroed in on a treatise of snores

It was stuffy as a hummingbird’s livingroom

Oilcloth blowouts in chanticleer misery

An ancient way of telling flowers from bells

Wilted cargo, jaded vanity

Who put the lop in lopsided?

I’ve dug myself out of worse graves

The other way lies psoriasis

Loosen up now, down a pituitary bargain

The read road is often gone

Find a signal you could aim at vanishing

Threads won’t be threads in the harbor anymore

A case of hard, serpentine housing

Down whatever lawn you care to snore

Where spears an igloo of lancet doubling

Out the mirror, killing time

my own private Jonestown - Donovan Reyes

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