feathers of the elephant

tattooed with gandhi
no skin will lie,
bare butt piss
constant lemon stream,
she watched his fuzzy back
dark mat of curls
lined by her nails,
depressed bed
mattress coils gone
before their advertised expiry,
a week of this
longing and urgent,
walking back
she waited
a sharp twinge in her stomach,
the next day 
could not come quick enough

 

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Primary Incendiary

chhi wu wen traveled explosions west

mongol hordes conquer and swarm,

genoese sailed and visiting  maffeo saw

took it to his home,

seeds of destruction, causation of war,

power  and inconsideration,

the ability to detonate,

arbitration’s and negotiations

no longer needed,

seen to be words drawn out

paper and conversation,

song dynasty powder

textured and coarse,

limber minds sought and put it

to many a purpose,

cycles of war and invasion born,

and as our history we look back

at what was hope that brought

danger,

and it lessens our comfort here

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