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[Before banging large objects]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
Before banging large objects with epitaphs and decisions deciphered, be sure the keys are not jangling like they always will be. I cried in my m..
[Donating food off your mouthwash hands]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
Donating food off your mouthwash hands to iron blood drive wipe crush hair like the moon landing. Two feasts with drills by day dream of the ..
[A self serve flask of olive oil]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
A self serve flask of olive oil in your stowed shoes to stop like your father and former clever pen pets; to stop knowing a bed could be this..
Black Noise.
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
A sound is a set of wings sizzling in the sky from a revisionist locker yard. A sound is a carousel on a wedding ring. A sound goes up and slant..
[I should get better teeth]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
I should get better teeth, a guitar with more mirrors, more wet in a hole full of diamond heads. Scientists wait to plot my evidence properly. ..
[Hourly rates]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
Hourly rates with linoleum novacain where there are still advanced cancers. Broken records edit what we say to just a few words. Life with a wh..
[Dolphin ejaculation]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
Dolphin ejaculation travels between twelve and fifteen feet, but his father stuck with humans because he loved them. He gave oatmeal cookies a..
[Monkey looks down lachrymating and laughing]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
Monkey looks down lachrymating and laughing at a candied string of an angel offspring. But he is looking down, and his confines are very tight w..
[A turtle jumped from the third story]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
A turtle jumped from the third story into a cannon like spider where he drove as I played it back in my head. The plan was amazing even for most..
[locomotive machine chimney]
A Poem by
Aaron Eliad
For Jeff Mangum.
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