feel

Done with mouth always kill myself slowly wanting another heart

-remember her heart scent your eager meager anatomy can imagine never under-imagine every love soil-music dizzy storm cocktail so you thought like rain mud will do

-she got the ring save my head but believe warm over hard

 

-color from sky stagger wi

cked skin tingle red girl, sing life live through thrill poet’s weed is word “voice is heard through black rain and under river moon this flowing through vein prison her delicious sound a whisper in the ear why not love the ghost until it too passes dirt shall dance cold under sun’s rhythm when summer meanders”.

 

-night speak bound beside a brilliant murmur word luck this solitary swagger would sway the stone soul

 

-our kids ate here, they ate disorder a full mouth of paradise peach In a stone garden this boy must matter

- take not a thing Teach. Full of our days

-tore out my heart just ask my darling I heard you but I’ve woke up. I see. I set. I bite when shot. Get it?

 

-if you throw her back at him will you always plunge further into the sea?

 

-feel stomped got the finger when a liar left.  

                                    Feel More.

Reviews

[J. Randall Dodd]

john,

an extremely interesting work. i haven't totally mulled it over yet, but my initial/gut reaction is usually correct. without more evaluation, i wouldn't dream of being able to decipher this work accurately, but it reminds me of some cut-ups i've read.

the word usage is good and it definitely evokes feeling. in short, i like.

sincerely,

jr