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JOHN DORSEY
the kingdom of ants i looked out into seemly endless oceans felt up by the fake blue diamond eyes of elvis larger than life challenging jim carroll to a basketball game on the sun winner takes all the marbles and all the smack a drawing of jesus by the virgin mother laid out like blueprints the outline of a poem hanging heavy on the face of the universe tired black rings under saturn when you go this far out just to get high we look like ants in the kingdom outlaws singing the same desperado tune love songs turning revolutions with their tongue between the thighs of sweet mother courage when the king died on the shitter there was no hamlet to bless his shadow so his ghost said fuck pride it's a cold night in denmark and half asleep hummed some notes by poets whose wisdom resembled lyrics by jay and the americans crying a river of homemade national anthems which were soon forgotten on the dark side of the moon poem for nicole 5/28/05 when i grow up i wonder if i'll be strong enough to place blame for hurting on grandfather clocks bill withers tunes the freckles under your eyes below the sun i've spent my life counting stars that don't add up i still dance badly cuz the steps seem right so i won't take it back my heart beating the smell of peaches that may not spell love but happiness they can be two different things and maybe i'm just this beautiful baby turned ugly chewing bubblegum but something has gotta pop but i still can't sleep when love would feel just right bursting at the seams raging motown melodies to keep the beat of bumblebees and sweetness of honey just before we wonder off to dream alone John Dorsey currently resides in Toledo, OH. He is the author of "Harvey Keitel, Harvey Keitel, Harvey Keitel" with S.A. Griffin and Scott Wannberg, Butchershop Press/Rose of Sharon Press/Temple of Man, 2005, and "Moshing With The Cosmos" with Iris Berry, Magenta Press, 2005. He can be reached at archerevans@yahoo.com |
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