Big World by Michelle Elvy

 

Partied with Walt under his backyard breadfruit tree John cut del, cadaver labia met mopey Leonard smelling of dollar store shampoo glycerine temporality, delicate and plastic a fictitious Mount Richard caramel puddings sticky with salt >caramel pbalanced on a blue-balled piñata-man Over there, cop saves guy he thinks a thief by the water, two naked girls ready for anything a woman rushes in, her dim date living in smoky oblivion Another sees gray, holding a box of watercolors while a man moos melodious to his clapping daughter Cinnamon girl’s smirking at stinky kid lurking near a guy with a plate of chorizo Merkelmutter’s not sleeping and an EMT holds a hooker’s hand sweetly Telephone rings — Lady Gaga – business bitches here, too Someone recalls the Fenway fondly his cracked head like earthquakes in EnZed Joe’s freezing on the ledge and a boy punches kid Cody Then: we all peer into an octopus’s garden Rabbitfoot falls off a cliff Boa wraps round a supple neck Manx-Cat-tats flex while man on street awaits woman in Benz whose bad haircut perches perfectly atop her small head Now: music, language, Gilgamesh, Odysseus Postcard-memories Bahamian seashells Postcard — poetry in a grain of sand — but not for the girl who marries a man whose wilderness is deeper than her own Meropi’s on time her goat’s bell’s chiming and now I’m climbing above clouds of the Tararuas or descending into oblivion connecting with the void snow on a hot cheek then snow on– KAPOW! – I float away to today

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