We have been meeting years
it is time to come into a matter of metal a moment stale and worn and fat from the premature combustion of feet dry combustibles grass-roots killing fields human race claim praise pancakes floundering in astonishment at gasoline bombs and the execution of the machines modified form perched and falling like a dead parakeet and melting away any attic wrongfully abstracted for the funeral that meets beyond the melting snow near the brilliant shower of sparks from the cougars premature combustion and gasoline guzzling confrontations of the abortion train suffering the complexion of American author’s premature combustion of action moldering out moves in the milky way of modesty forlorn at the shape of a moist cloud’s infamous chill
This poem originally appeared in The Grave of the Great Alley of Clarity Cats, an anthology of poetry written by Mike Giardina. The complete the anthology is available below:
Table of contents:
- Sun Shine Body
- On arrival in a lot of no civilization and plenty of letters,
- The unable to deliver
- An upwards slanted walk
- A familiar voice
- Those who have a standard way of going
- Left each chapter within us
- Warm smile not found in her cigarette
- To regain his composure for figures
- Food for rejecting his feet
- Even during--even if it during
- Lying on the floor, stretched after stir
- A soldier frames the wall
- A step by boulder
- A train by life station
- I was able to take the old north of town
- Fledgling
- Job
- Bradbury's closet
- A mummy's leggings
- Sipping mother's sweat
- Flash like an individual there
- I realize the skyline while playing catch with mother's death
- Running far away from a city, to return a week later
- Dysmorphexia
- Carried the clock over
- We have been meeting years
- Chocolate Italian princess
- Champion of Years
- "How much longer will I be able to remount the mothproof thrusting..."
- Over as rivers are over