Oothecea
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Feckless Butterfly
feckless butterfly flight that stuttered orange is the new black a dead monarch on the sand its wings pressed flat by the unabridged tide the dictionary of water from anemone to zebra fish I said to you pointing that's him that's the bastard the one who's tiny hands fluttered and the flutter became the headwinds the tornados au poivre the chaos the hurricanes that tore apart our shore and I have butterflies in my stomach in the twitch of my eyes, the itch in my arms to fly the downlegs the doglegs to visit the…
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bleach baby beach bones walking down the boygirl burial sand I step on a fury of roses thorns from the vine of casket-strength sea spines tail of tales of sting-ray die-off sun's rays sea's rays sting rays risibly risking sun and waves of denial anger grief the long spike spiked with shark tooth hunger red sun rising in a weather bloom off my foot rose madder and madder and madder still life blood nor pain are lightfast offshore seals moan what's my tune sharp scaled staccato of bones
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Radiohead
waking again with hair sticking up like antlers, my COVID doo and don't, pillow wet where dreamwater leaked from the corner of my mouth now the grass-fed belly of clouds and thinking to gut them – slice them open with the knife edge of my palm, hang them to bleed out then salt and dry or better my hair is a field of antennae scanning for life, where Heaven plays its Top 10 hits on the radio telescope in my skull
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Ode til Torsk
3AM lying in the bottom of our boat drunk as fishwives strung on hooks of Everclear we'd brewed with midnight sun brighter in our eyes than any moonshine, singing hymns to the cod in Norwegian Gunstig fisk! Utgaven av havet Eldste sønn av havet Flott fisk av havet! (Beneficent Fish! Issue of the Ocean Eldest son of the Ocean Great fish of the Ocean!) and the fish would rise to our voices, to our lures on ropes barely tied to the oarlocks Dde rolige og rene herlighetene Av havets dusør gitt Omrøring gjennom vår dødelige ramme Vend jorden selv til himmelen! (The calm and pure delights By ocean's bounty given…
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Bridge From Hell
A narrow bridge crosses over the sulfurous pit. Screams of the damned rise up from below. Roiling flames, lava, billowing pit smoke both left and right. Keep shuffling forward. Whatever you do, don’t look down.
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Ocean Anger Management
To appease the violent, raging seas, thousands of therapists are boarded on luxury ocean liners. The ships head out to sea where they are sunk, with the therapists as sacrificial offerings. This has no effect.
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Rolling Stones Gantry
Each member of the Rolling Stones — Jagger, Richards, Watts, Wood — is a magnetic bar, suspended in the air to the upper left like a rack of 4″x8″x48″ slugs of lead. Presumably some sort of internal coil winding, but not accurate to say giant guitar pickups. With an invisible gantry, they can be re-positioned, shifted from inside to outside. That distinction is crucial.