Clubbed clubbing
A chick band dance-
mix of "If You Could
Read My Mind" slaps
my face as I enter. De-
sensitized, sanitized,
stripped to the bone &
machine polished to the
point where the body
the skeleton belongs to
is barely recognizable.
What would chaos do?
Counter-
productive. He
held out his hand
to entropy &
had his fingers
bitten off. Now
he can no longer
hold out his
begging bowl,
& the ground's
too unstable to
rest it there.
Sometimes the results are pleasing
A Swedish botanist found
a cardigan amongst
some neglected fruit trees.
Trimmed in black, it bore
a skull & crossbones
insignia, & was buttoned
up on the wrong side. She
theorized this latter aspect
might present a unique
approach to a timeless prob-
lem, how to fit round
poems into square books.
Your / expressions of / interest are most welcome
That water festival is almost
here. The property is known
to contain pigeon lofts & new
electoral reforms, a World War
II flu vaccination campaign,
& several 1800s stables. It's ex-
pected some temperature records
will almost certainly be broken.
One thought on “Poetry from Mark Young”
I really enjoy these poems, some of my favorites from here.
Good rhythms esp. the 1st & 2nd, and a kind of conceptual moebius strip enacted, concisely.
Nice stuff!
I really enjoy these poems, some of my favorites from here.
Good rhythms esp. the 1st & 2nd, and a kind of conceptual moebius strip enacted, concisely.
Nice stuff!