The Island

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On Slugs

Slugeree Oozerus
Monarch of sea creatures
Downcast and unnoticed
Spineless and such

Genderdimorphously
Egalitarian
Chastise society but
Which one’s the butch?

Memory Ln

A nook in the tall grass
40 down the speedway
A flick of the eye
Memory Ln

Rolling fields lit by sun
Two ruts in a run down path
Gone before thought
Memory Ln

Bound for further grounds
Many things to do
Yet the mind fixates behind
Memory Ln

Waves crash on a rocky outcropping
The world steals my breath
A bucket wrestles me home
I’ll be alright.

Of Games and Disco

Abalane kifiller
Craft of raw agency
Games of all kinds are some
Tremendous art

Ludosymphonically
Disco elysium
Puts all to shame and lives
Close to my heart

Attention

Five logs jut skyward
Resplendent green hue below
Ooh, a berry bush!

Skyscrapers

Dead tree scrapes the sky
Arms reach to embrace the clouds
Enveloped in moss

Challenge

Kick a pine cone
Fucking do it
Whimsy still lives

Stump

I am a stump
I have a bump
I am not bright

Wish you were here

Wisps of a memory
thoughts of a clearing
echoes of song
and voice of guitar

Body of joy
and a pinch of lament
bold effort of inquest
but sole nonetheless

Doe

I look into your wide eyes frozen
Are you friend or are you foe?
Stop thinking about poems.