[Transcending bars that transcend all others]A Poem by Aaron Eliad
Transcending bars that transcend all others. Feeding mango to the starving peasants, making love to you in the courthouse while hanging on a rusted tetanus pipe, a god of lightning watches. My coat hangs itself up as I wash the showers with glue, remove both my ears and place them to the walls like tumblers in a jimmying safe. My inevitable wine needs space and peace to comprehend love in the end of all. Foliage closed your mouth by drinking a gallon of speed in these skate boards flying to where we walk them. At the table we resume taking our shoes off on our plates and picking them apart like grey plaid assed glasses. Vans take me to places I still don't know, I point at the maps like connecting dots; no words come out when I think of a name composing the same words fixed to my name. Each curse taken is like a doctrine of rhymes standing to teach seduction how to rhyme arhythmically. Wonders found me so I would wonder quickly. Good friends come from good jokes, great gifts come from telescopes. You say that ways you make hair with sleeping pills and monkeys in a chain gang are sexy; I’m only paraphrasing the words you read to me like trees growing unripe jubilant in my ears. The weird sincere ideas of some days displace with the uncertainty of a pair of new dentures, bloating me up with dust and guitars. © 2009 Aaron Eliad |
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Added on August 26, 2009 AuthorAaron EliadDCAboutAaron Osgood Eliad hopes to rethink and thereby reinvent himself by juggling spider monkeys at the bottom of a lightbulb and perform a lifetime of critical posturing in discussion before his excesses .. more..Writing
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