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from HABITAT

Cody-Rose Clevidence

 

DELIGHT

 

 

 

 

get inked delight's socked punch get got u sucker sun-grease pittance of a buttercup
meager yolk ramshackle in the overgrown street

this sour libretto's ridiculous cat-call, april, Beast (prey) dazzle & in yr hoodlum onslaught
the whisper the heat Damn the meadow puts forth out—

& u no lion / I'm a dandy. rancor & succor. spent pelt u glean the impotent pollen                          
yelping with joy.


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[“LOVE POEM”]

 

 

 

 

YOU IMMATURE YELLOW BREASTED NIGHT HERON/ TRASHY SPIKE IN THE SPILT WILDERNESS

 

 

 

 

               the idea of infinity has eaten your face because

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I won't help you fix it,
               green-stemmed tulip um in undernourished weather. green throated tarnish in the hymnal of gloss & splatter. abrupt hazard under bright wing when we have had it all & gutted it in haze.

 

 

 

                                             in siphon-laden days,

                                                                           say I NEVER TOUCHED YOUR FACE                 
                                                                                          say I NEVER ENTERED IT

                                             or say I have seen it gutted seen it glazed

 

 

 

 

 

your damaged coriolis / my iris you / rapturous limp-wristed storm.

 

 

say I AM NOT & I HAVE NEVER say NO DESIRES SPROUT FROM MY EMPTY MOUTH say I HAVE NEVER EATEN because you have never eaten

               because you have never hungered never eaten

what carcasses I have flung

 

 

 

what caress

I'll slice your face in half with my sharp horizon—

 

 

 

 

               get me a tourniquet, song

               voracious gift               crave the meadow

 

               rabid in half-light you
               too coward to skin the distance

               too raw to swallow it


               you inebriated sky-scratch
               oil-spill in the sun
               I thirst

 

 

 


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"delight": i'm trying to be gayer and more militant in words & actions .... "love poem": there is no god.