This Anecdote is Anal Wind, so Fatty Said “The Skinny is Grim.”
Oliver Jostz
sat unwrapping
appendages on Christmas,
caught mucus basin strep
throat in a walk-in
Refrigerator,
tossed Beth down Siberia
in a saucer sled,
ushered snowmen to the
sewers.
Got banana lipped
nervous,
slept sexed in a crane
hull,
felt reduced to a
thunderhead,
cuddled off the ocean
ridge.
Set soil bungalows in
Poughkeepsie NY,
rebuilt the mailbox,
retrained the dog,
bought the tenor voice
and shoes,
managed the sale.
All along he kept safe
the ants and one leaf
and they replied on moon
dust, tapping a dot
trail into their
tunnels.
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I think you used really good vocabulary. I like a lot of the words. And I really like the image I got of Oliver. It made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteI thought I wrote weird stuff. I like it a lot, tons of great imagery. Nice name drop of Oliver. Best title ever. You should send this somewhere, maybe Opium. Read some more Donald Barthelme; you won't regret it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the feedback fellas!
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