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bell's new dixie dishrag

by Kelly Jensen

a bird grabs the revolver,
places an apple on a cold forehead
a silky cigarette tracking down
the happy light across the bridge
his figure damp, posthumous
totes a chilly mirror from
the bottom, yellow chessboard
melting on the front
heavier now in no-man's land
fingertips wave in a hooded hell
an undertowing psyche hung
where the door employed a cold
nude on a square trampoline
the stratosphere surrounded & photographed

06/01/2005

Posted on 04/13/2009
Copyright © 2024 Kelly Jensen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/13/09 at 01:39 PM

Fantastic language in this, punched in by the really strong form, flow of the piece. This is strange and absolutely captivating work.

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