![]() A New Wrinkle in the Ancient SeaA Poem by Tim LionA New Wrinkle in the Ancient Sea Rhesus monkey maneuver Through the chamber Of a .38 Special- Sauce on my hamburger intentions Toward your pale insomniac soul Searching for A reason to fly-by With vultures circling Like a Christmas morning Train set of thoughtlessness And salty remorse coleslawed into victims Taken by Confetti bomb force And Left to vogue in the scar-flavored ice Of unholy remembrance While the sunstrokes Of dangerous Colors Lap The meat from the jigsaw Spine Of a paperback Crime novelty Rabbit track paddy-whack Jack the Ripper whip Pinstripe strips strapped Into starry constellations: Brite Lite Bottled messages To Eye Massage An inbound alien whoredom And rogue Pogo-Gods with leather loincloths Smarmy silk tie games And Lion-skinned Motorcycle Helmets To Spare me The small-talk and walk the chalk line Around the death stain like a Man (new verse) © 2011 Tim LionFeatured Review
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Added on February 14, 2011Last Updated on February 14, 2011 Author![]() Tim LionLake Worth, FLAboutSometimes, when the moon presses her naked chest to my window, and my wife is carving the value from trash scraps, I feel like I may never be able to outshine my finite timeline. And the worst part is.. more..Writing
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